seahorsedale

did it again. this time is was roger miller and it was in front of the whole crowd and everyone made that noise. the "wow he just made fun of you noise and what are you gonna do about it roger" he dirty looked me and ripped into his second set. mission to burma was amazing. i felt like i was in 1980 in some side of the road biker bar listening to the most beautiful of all first wave american post punk bands (yea i said it). during "academy fight song" i jumped up and down like i had purpose and i felt like a rightious teenager and ANGRY and they played gennies song and THAT MADE ME ANGRY. 50 year old men inspiring teen redemption. it was tough. totally fuckin tough. soooo great. the chinese stars were good too. sure, every song sounded the same and the differences were far too slight. but. they are fuckin disco. pure disco. so i danced and swung my hips and rubbed my ass on frank and moe and shook my shit and afterwards a very pretty slightly asian woman told me "good job". the same phrase she yelled after every chinese stars song. moe frank and myself talked about the seahorses and all our different gimmicks and this band must happen. its too good to remain an inside joke between friends. i want to share my good fun with everyone. and get paid. and get naked. i'll end this post with the word. naked