mattoafilmscore

friday: left work early so i could head to minneapolis to catch hot water music and planes mistaken for stars (whom i've been unable to ever see live). got to the show just in time to hear pmfs announce their last song. words can't describe how pissed i was.

silverstein played next. one of the worst live bands i have ever seen. the singer was horrible and they spun their guitars around too much.

hot water music was simply ok. i've seen them 5+ times and this was by far the least impressive. their song selection sucked as well.

on the way home it was decided by the guitarist for the film score that i would be recording my solo record on sat. and sun.

without going in to details, i got drums and guitars done. did vocals but i think they'll need to be redone after this cough (which i've had for over a month) goes away.

don't expect any crybaby acoustic stuff. think rock. full blown rock. it's pretty sweet for what it is.

i've been a horrible suicidefriend lately. "busy" has taken away from my sg time. sorry. find it in your hearts to forgive me.

hope everyone is alive, or at least undead and well.