last night was one of those, lets-sit-on-the-porch-get-blasted-play-guitar-and-burn-shit kind of nights. it was rad.
one month left until i pack up the death van and move northwest to the great city of seattle. which upon arrival i will search for a drummer and guitar player, start a new band, call up my boys here in denver, and get them to move out there to destroy music as we know it. just you wait.
and its time to start another 45 hour work week.
one month left until i pack up the death van and move northwest to the great city of seattle. which upon arrival i will search for a drummer and guitar player, start a new band, call up my boys here in denver, and get them to move out there to destroy music as we know it. just you wait.
and its time to start another 45 hour work week.