Friday: Got a letter through the post saying Id been accepted to the Medway Temporary Staff Agency so that put me in a Posi mood. Left the house to get the bus to Chatham and worried at the bus stop whether or not Id locked the front door (especially important seeing as my parents have fucked off to Spain this week). Got to the Command House and found Mills already there with Nick, the Mumra looking Black Metal dude. Talked bollocks for a little while then went down stairs for the bands, ran into the drummer from Sons Of Alpha Centauri, who said that he always read my updates on Myspace and that I should write more. The bands:
Eight Weeks: All I had heard of them was they thought they were the best band in Medway and slagged off every other band with reasons why they were so great in comparison, so I guessed they would be shit, I was right. The played a really bad style of Alternative Rock meets Nu Metal (and the constantly describe themselves as an Extreme Metal band), I was impressed that their bass sound was exactly like Helmet but me and Mills left to half way through their third song to sit outside and discuss Howard Zinn documentaries about Neo-Nazis and watched a car full of Chavs pull up to the Command House and see one guy get out of the boot which was more entertaining than what was going on inside.
Incission: No, not the Death Metal band, a wannabe commercial Metal band from Holland, they sounded like a cross between Lamb Of God and Killswitch Engage, they were better than Eight Days but that wouldnt take that much effort on anyones part. I had to laugh when the singer yelled I WANNA SEE EVERYBODY FUCKING MOVING to the twenty strong bemused crowd in the basement of the Command House.
Bossk: Same thought entered my head as the last time I saw them setting up How many fucking FX pedals? After they finished the first song you could hear a load of people talking as if they didnt even notice them playing, that shouldnt happen to good bands. I wasnt sure if I liked them last time but after they finished they finally wore me down and I bought their EP, the guy was actually about to pack up their merch and was actually surprised someone wanted to by their CD.
Sons Of Alpha Centauri: Rocked like motherfuckers as per usual, the only thing that ruined it was having to stand amongst drunk twats bumping into me.
Me and Mills walked up to the Tap and found Chris completely off his face. Had some fun with a Chav who called me a skinhead, I made him think I was going to beat him up and made him talk his way out of it (ok, it was a cuntish thing to do but I was bored and he was an arsehole), afterwards he asked if he could take a picture of the two of us together on his phone cam (so he could show his mates who they had to beat up later?). Walked around the Tap for a couple of hours ran into Dean the Indie DJ, who apparently likes my tattoos from what hed seen on my Myspace page (amazing, Im so well known yet hardly anyone talks to me), he informed me that they are doing half price tattoos at Future Primitive all next month( great seeing as Im planning to get a couple of new tattoos done next week), also the manager of the Tap has put an ad in Kerrang! saying that anyone who comes down from London to get a tattoo done will have their train fair refunded by him. Went home about two am, I got a taxi driver who didnt know where he was going so I had him drop me off in the middle of Darnley Road and had to use the flash on my camera phone to help me see my way up a dark alley way leading up to the hill to my road. Thankfully I had remembered to lock my front door but Id also left the porch light on since Id left.
Thats about it from this week, Ill probably do another one after Ive had my tattoos done or make next week even longer.
Eight Weeks: All I had heard of them was they thought they were the best band in Medway and slagged off every other band with reasons why they were so great in comparison, so I guessed they would be shit, I was right. The played a really bad style of Alternative Rock meets Nu Metal (and the constantly describe themselves as an Extreme Metal band), I was impressed that their bass sound was exactly like Helmet but me and Mills left to half way through their third song to sit outside and discuss Howard Zinn documentaries about Neo-Nazis and watched a car full of Chavs pull up to the Command House and see one guy get out of the boot which was more entertaining than what was going on inside.
Incission: No, not the Death Metal band, a wannabe commercial Metal band from Holland, they sounded like a cross between Lamb Of God and Killswitch Engage, they were better than Eight Days but that wouldnt take that much effort on anyones part. I had to laugh when the singer yelled I WANNA SEE EVERYBODY FUCKING MOVING to the twenty strong bemused crowd in the basement of the Command House.
Bossk: Same thought entered my head as the last time I saw them setting up How many fucking FX pedals? After they finished the first song you could hear a load of people talking as if they didnt even notice them playing, that shouldnt happen to good bands. I wasnt sure if I liked them last time but after they finished they finally wore me down and I bought their EP, the guy was actually about to pack up their merch and was actually surprised someone wanted to by their CD.
Sons Of Alpha Centauri: Rocked like motherfuckers as per usual, the only thing that ruined it was having to stand amongst drunk twats bumping into me.
Me and Mills walked up to the Tap and found Chris completely off his face. Had some fun with a Chav who called me a skinhead, I made him think I was going to beat him up and made him talk his way out of it (ok, it was a cuntish thing to do but I was bored and he was an arsehole), afterwards he asked if he could take a picture of the two of us together on his phone cam (so he could show his mates who they had to beat up later?). Walked around the Tap for a couple of hours ran into Dean the Indie DJ, who apparently likes my tattoos from what hed seen on my Myspace page (amazing, Im so well known yet hardly anyone talks to me), he informed me that they are doing half price tattoos at Future Primitive all next month( great seeing as Im planning to get a couple of new tattoos done next week), also the manager of the Tap has put an ad in Kerrang! saying that anyone who comes down from London to get a tattoo done will have their train fair refunded by him. Went home about two am, I got a taxi driver who didnt know where he was going so I had him drop me off in the middle of Darnley Road and had to use the flash on my camera phone to help me see my way up a dark alley way leading up to the hill to my road. Thankfully I had remembered to lock my front door but Id also left the porch light on since Id left.
Thats about it from this week, Ill probably do another one after Ive had my tattoos done or make next week even longer.