Eck. I've been so outta date with this journal shit. Let's see... I left off right before AthFest...
*flashback sequence*
Whoah. Got to see ALOT of really good music over that weekend. On Friday, I went to Engine Room to start it all off. Sci Fu was wrapping up their set. 30 seconds of fury. Left earplugs in car. Damn. Then I ran to GA Theatre to see Squat. Last song was freebase jazz. 3 minutes of wave-crashing cymbals. Left earplugs in car. Fawk. AMF was next; it would be back-n-forth there. High BPM jungle with djs Synapse, Organik, and D:RC (I hate E-tards.) Then finally, off to Lunch Paper to see Thread. Brit pop meets the dirty south who's occupied by Ohioan rock influence. Rawk.
Earplugs. Psssht. Glad they're in the car.
Saturday was another story. Started around 2:30 pm. Crammed 15 or so bands and performers and proally about 24 or 25 pints in 12 hours. I went to Boneshaker's 2.0 to catch Ganesh spinning a phat dub set, followed up by a few friends of mine tricking it all out. No time, must go... Claire and Bain's Maple Yum-Yum on main stage. Smoke break in Mean Mike's and food at the Neon Bathroom (the Grill.) Off to AMF for a hip-hop showcase with eLMeNOP, Scramm, Isshues, and R.U.S.S.I.A. Did not stay for Low Down & Duddy. Sprinted with a few friends to ER for Carrie Nations and Menlo Park, then from there to Lunch Paper for 3 O'Clock Sandbox and DONKEY PUUUUUNCH!!! Wohooo! Earplugs? Shit. Hauled ass to Tasty World for another smoke break and to see Paper Lions and Jet By Day. No time for a shot- well, okay. chug it. Off to the 40 Watt for Blackcowboy where a good friend of mine did a very tasteful secret agent strip tease onstage to a live funk band with a trick dj on backup. Raw. And the event I've been waiting for all weekend; Jucifer. Ultra-fawking raw. They were on time AGAIN.
Back to Mean Mike's for a repeat blunt session and off to an afterparty with some raunchy downtempo and airy house. Fawk, I've gotta be at werk in 3 hours.
Blah. I hate the hangover fairies. Werk sucked. Japancakes was really good for a finale for me. Spent almost all week to recooperate. Found out that my ex-girl's boy's car got stolen last week. hahahahaa! People insist I had a hand in it. I am stating I have NO knowledge of said event-er, um incident. Got an airtight alibi. Goes to show karma is a bitch, but not unless you smack her first.
*flashback sequence*
Whoah. Got to see ALOT of really good music over that weekend. On Friday, I went to Engine Room to start it all off. Sci Fu was wrapping up their set. 30 seconds of fury. Left earplugs in car. Damn. Then I ran to GA Theatre to see Squat. Last song was freebase jazz. 3 minutes of wave-crashing cymbals. Left earplugs in car. Fawk. AMF was next; it would be back-n-forth there. High BPM jungle with djs Synapse, Organik, and D:RC (I hate E-tards.) Then finally, off to Lunch Paper to see Thread. Brit pop meets the dirty south who's occupied by Ohioan rock influence. Rawk.
Earplugs. Psssht. Glad they're in the car.
Saturday was another story. Started around 2:30 pm. Crammed 15 or so bands and performers and proally about 24 or 25 pints in 12 hours. I went to Boneshaker's 2.0 to catch Ganesh spinning a phat dub set, followed up by a few friends of mine tricking it all out. No time, must go... Claire and Bain's Maple Yum-Yum on main stage. Smoke break in Mean Mike's and food at the Neon Bathroom (the Grill.) Off to AMF for a hip-hop showcase with eLMeNOP, Scramm, Isshues, and R.U.S.S.I.A. Did not stay for Low Down & Duddy. Sprinted with a few friends to ER for Carrie Nations and Menlo Park, then from there to Lunch Paper for 3 O'Clock Sandbox and DONKEY PUUUUUNCH!!! Wohooo! Earplugs? Shit. Hauled ass to Tasty World for another smoke break and to see Paper Lions and Jet By Day. No time for a shot- well, okay. chug it. Off to the 40 Watt for Blackcowboy where a good friend of mine did a very tasteful secret agent strip tease onstage to a live funk band with a trick dj on backup. Raw. And the event I've been waiting for all weekend; Jucifer. Ultra-fawking raw. They were on time AGAIN.
Back to Mean Mike's for a repeat blunt session and off to an afterparty with some raunchy downtempo and airy house. Fawk, I've gotta be at werk in 3 hours.
Blah. I hate the hangover fairies. Werk sucked. Japancakes was really good for a finale for me. Spent almost all week to recooperate. Found out that my ex-girl's boy's car got stolen last week. hahahahaa! People insist I had a hand in it. I am stating I have NO knowledge of said event-er, um incident. Got an airtight alibi. Goes to show karma is a bitch, but not unless you smack her first.
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martyr13:
fool watchu talkin bout....yo lame ass knows i'm 5'8"...sorry i didn't write earlier....i didn't see yo comment .....ass....cheif out
martyr13:
and oh yeah....you be illin'