presleyan

So we had an awesome gig and a terrible night.
I got my acoustic guitar stolen and my drummer got some drums and accessories stolen. We accidentally left them on the street for a few minutes while we were loading and my friend saw a guy take them and get on a bus.
I can't even talk about it. It was a piece of shit guitar but it was my first and i wrote all my songs on it. But i'm even more upset about my drummer's stuff.
Anyway we borrowed some stuff and got through the gig and actually it was really great at some points. We were trying to forget about it all.

Anyway i decided to go ahead and have my friend cut my hair before the gig. The psychic did NOT show up, but a PALMIST did. He read my palm and told me some very wonderful things about my career and future loves. That fixed my mood a bit...and then i walked directly into a speaker on my way out and hit my head so fucking hard. Jesus what a night.