Waking up at 8am on Saturday morning always sucks, but holy shit this next month is going to be like that. Except hopefully less of being broke and more partying!
That is what I love about music. You get paid to play at the pub (sometimes the payment of which is in booze) and you get to go fucking crazy with little to no judgement from other people at the pub. However the travel can be expensive living in the island state of Australia and even traveling north can be a massive pain. Like going to Launceston next week. Luckily this will turn into crazy drunken antic (usually leaving me cursing the place because of the hangover and the drive back.
May the inappropriate times commence!
This is probably the reason our old drummer left...too much saliva!
