I had one of the most stressful days of my life today. But it was one of the greatest also.

We almost didn't get to play the show, because the bar manager is a total bitch, but the promoter was awesome. He fixed everything for us. But we had to leave by 10.

We torn through our set. Three songs. Six minutes. It was fucking insane. I torn open my blister, and got another blister underneath it. My singers head was bleeding. My guitarist's hand was cut up and my other guitarist's fingers were fucked to shit.

I love it.

Good things though. The promoter Nick, absolutly loved us. He called us,

"Dillinger Escape Plan from hell."

So did one of the guys from Autopsy Commission. They want us to open for Autopsy Commission and Cephalic Carnage at CC's cd release show. Which means relapse records are going to be there.

There would be nothing cooler.

This summer is going to rule ass.