Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I'm seriously exhausted...
...and yet... I'm not going to bed. Not out of protest or anything. I just don't feel like it yet. This weekend was both awesome and icky, and I'm letting some more awesome happen. Nothing special exactly, just spending time with Mike.
Friday we went to see I Fight Dragons.
Check out their Myspace page. Make sure to scroll down and watch all the videos so you can truly experience the AWESOMENESS that is IFD. It was WITHOUT QUESTION the best show I have seen in my life. And they are a local band. A local band that is about to explode. The show was at Martyrs, which is a pretty good size. They went on first. The place was packed and everyone was screaming and cheering like I've never seen at a local show. Including me, fyi. The show they put on is outstanding, as you can see in the videos. But they also have a screen off to the side that plays some awesome little clips and videos.
After they were done, we all (I was there with Mike, Joe, Keith, Troy and Karla) managed to meet everyone and hang out with them for a while. We went there on the mission to meet them and hang out with them. We also met their publicist (a local band with a publicist? Just one of the many things they are doing right.) Her name is Leah, and it turns she knows Brad Keil. Oh, did I say know him, I meant she actually converted with him!! How freaking nuts is that?!? We ended up hanging out with her all night and it was super fun.
So the crazy thing, is that this was IFD's THIRD show. Their third show and the place was packed. And virtually everyone was there for them. The place emptied out so much after they were done it was ridiculous. I felt bad for the two bands playing after them. I have a sneaking suspicion they won't be opening for anyone else.
Mike and I stayed out until 7:30am. Got home and passed out.
The next day I was a wreck all day. I woke up feeling sick and nauseous but assumed it was from the late night and heavy beverage consumption. I'm still feeling queezy though, so I think I might actually be coming down with something.
Today I met up with Joe. He brought his shop-vac and we got the carpet in the store looking like new. It is crazy you guys, the whole place is empty and it looks so strange. Then we grabbed some breakfast and he went home.
I had 3 hour band practice which went, alright. I was feeling so sick and I kept forgetting my key for a song that I can't forget my key in. Oh well. I eventually remember what I was supposed to be singing, but then something else about it was sounding off. I still haven't been able to figure out what it was but eventually whatever it was righted itself and we sounded good. We have a trumpet player sitting in for the Wednesday show at Elbo Room, and when we go into the studio next weekend. Her name is Kat and her presence means we have an actual horn SECTION. Which is super cool. She and Danny sound SO freaking awesome together it is INSANE. It is a shame she is too busy to join us full time. We also auditioned a guy for the empty base player position. He seemed cool and good. Not exceptional, but he was loads better than Kit after three minutes than she was after six months. So we will see.
I got a blister on my hand, so lets hope it heels before the show Wednesday. Anyone know a good blister remedy?
Oh my gosh, I'm so excited. I'm getting my hair cut on Tuesday. I'm not cutting it short. Just a trim along the bottom, but I'm also getting bangs. Honest to god bangs, not long bangs like I've had in recent history. I really need a change, and this will be less drastic than chopping all my hair off. I don't remember the last time I was so excited to get my hair cut. I might also get a streak or two of black in my hair. We'll see what my wallet and her schedule are like when I get there.
Friday we went to see I Fight Dragons.
Check out their Myspace page. Make sure to scroll down and watch all the videos so you can truly experience the AWESOMENESS that is IFD. It was WITHOUT QUESTION the best show I have seen in my life. And they are a local band. A local band that is about to explode. The show was at Martyrs, which is a pretty good size. They went on first. The place was packed and everyone was screaming and cheering like I've never seen at a local show. Including me, fyi. The show they put on is outstanding, as you can see in the videos. But they also have a screen off to the side that plays some awesome little clips and videos.
After they were done, we all (I was there with Mike, Joe, Keith, Troy and Karla) managed to meet everyone and hang out with them for a while. We went there on the mission to meet them and hang out with them. We also met their publicist (a local band with a publicist? Just one of the many things they are doing right.) Her name is Leah, and it turns she knows Brad Keil. Oh, did I say know him, I meant she actually converted with him!! How freaking nuts is that?!? We ended up hanging out with her all night and it was super fun.
So the crazy thing, is that this was IFD's THIRD show. Their third show and the place was packed. And virtually everyone was there for them. The place emptied out so much after they were done it was ridiculous. I felt bad for the two bands playing after them. I have a sneaking suspicion they won't be opening for anyone else.
Mike and I stayed out until 7:30am. Got home and passed out.
The next day I was a wreck all day. I woke up feeling sick and nauseous but assumed it was from the late night and heavy beverage consumption. I'm still feeling queezy though, so I think I might actually be coming down with something.
Today I met up with Joe. He brought his shop-vac and we got the carpet in the store looking like new. It is crazy you guys, the whole place is empty and it looks so strange. Then we grabbed some breakfast and he went home.
I had 3 hour band practice which went, alright. I was feeling so sick and I kept forgetting my key for a song that I can't forget my key in. Oh well. I eventually remember what I was supposed to be singing, but then something else about it was sounding off. I still haven't been able to figure out what it was but eventually whatever it was righted itself and we sounded good. We have a trumpet player sitting in for the Wednesday show at Elbo Room, and when we go into the studio next weekend. Her name is Kat and her presence means we have an actual horn SECTION. Which is super cool. She and Danny sound SO freaking awesome together it is INSANE. It is a shame she is too busy to join us full time. We also auditioned a guy for the empty base player position. He seemed cool and good. Not exceptional, but he was loads better than Kit after three minutes than she was after six months. So we will see.
I got a blister on my hand, so lets hope it heels before the show Wednesday. Anyone know a good blister remedy?
Oh my gosh, I'm so excited. I'm getting my hair cut on Tuesday. I'm not cutting it short. Just a trim along the bottom, but I'm also getting bangs. Honest to god bangs, not long bangs like I've had in recent history. I really need a change, and this will be less drastic than chopping all my hair off. I don't remember the last time I was so excited to get my hair cut. I might also get a streak or two of black in my hair. We'll see what my wallet and her schedule are like when I get there.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Julio Inglasias Temple
Our cat likes it when we use the lint roller on him. He is also in the habit of locking himself in the bathroom or closet. Weird = fitting.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
F ix O r R eplace D aily
I had a show tonight at the Red Line Tap in Roger's Park.
I drove down (which was mistake #1) because Troy (our drummer) is in finals this week and shouldn't have been playing a show in the first place so I told him I'd drive him home as soon as we were done with our set so he could study and get good sleep.
There is no parking in Roger's Park (two blocks from Gay Brian's house for those who know the area) after 5pm and people get home from work. I was looking for parking at about 8pm. I drove around for AGES. Finally I called Keith and made him get in my car so I could look further away. The area is shitty and I didn't want to be walking 6 blocks by myself.
He gets in the car and we drive around. We finally manage to find a spot only two blocks away, but it is tiny and I suck at parallel parking. So he offers to park it for me, which he has done several times before. He parks it beautifully. He turns the car off and tries to take the key out of the ignition and...nothing. The key is stuck. WTF? So I get back in the car. Turn it back on, turn the wheels, move up and back a little, turn it back off and... it still won't come out. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. So we keep trying and trying. We get someone from the bar to come out and try to help us. He tries for 45 minutes and gives up. He also called two mechanic friends who didn't know what to do. It is weird because it is like the car doesn't realize the car is in park and therefore won't release the key. You still the wheels and everything.
I ended up missing the show because there was no way I was leaving my car with the key in the ignition. Even with the door locked. Hell no. I know multiple people who had their cars broken into and/or stolen from that area. And I was once almost carjacked coming home from Rocky just a few blocks from where I was parked. I had to drive home.
I'm pissed and frustrated. Especially since I went online with my problem and found HUNDREDS of people's accounts who had the same problem. I know now that this probably won't be the last time this happens, even if I get it replaced because the parts are faulty and Ford refuses to acknowledge a problem and do a recall. So there are all these people who replaced it three or more times and it keeps happening. Also it apparently can start with just this and then eventually you can't turn the car on. Or even get it in the ignition. I've actually noticed the ignition sticking before, but I don't know anything about cars so I didn't know it was a big deal.
So I'm not taking it to my dealer. Fuck them. I hate them so much anyway. I know they will dick me as much as they can because that is what they've done in the past. I'm taking it to a car repair place to see if they can fix it. Then I'm taking it to get it professionally cleaned. Then I'm taking it to Carmax and trading it in for another car. This one won't be American. I've learned my lesson. I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to pay the difference for the new car, but I'll find a way. I've hated this car for a long time now. But at least it was semi reliable. Sure there have been problems, but nothing I couldn't handle. But this is the last straw. I really fucking hate my car and I'm getting a new one.
I drove down (which was mistake #1) because Troy (our drummer) is in finals this week and shouldn't have been playing a show in the first place so I told him I'd drive him home as soon as we were done with our set so he could study and get good sleep.
There is no parking in Roger's Park (two blocks from Gay Brian's house for those who know the area) after 5pm and people get home from work. I was looking for parking at about 8pm. I drove around for AGES. Finally I called Keith and made him get in my car so I could look further away. The area is shitty and I didn't want to be walking 6 blocks by myself.
He gets in the car and we drive around. We finally manage to find a spot only two blocks away, but it is tiny and I suck at parallel parking. So he offers to park it for me, which he has done several times before. He parks it beautifully. He turns the car off and tries to take the key out of the ignition and...nothing. The key is stuck. WTF? So I get back in the car. Turn it back on, turn the wheels, move up and back a little, turn it back off and... it still won't come out. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. So we keep trying and trying. We get someone from the bar to come out and try to help us. He tries for 45 minutes and gives up. He also called two mechanic friends who didn't know what to do. It is weird because it is like the car doesn't realize the car is in park and therefore won't release the key. You still the wheels and everything.
I ended up missing the show because there was no way I was leaving my car with the key in the ignition. Even with the door locked. Hell no. I know multiple people who had their cars broken into and/or stolen from that area. And I was once almost carjacked coming home from Rocky just a few blocks from where I was parked. I had to drive home.
I'm pissed and frustrated. Especially since I went online with my problem and found HUNDREDS of people's accounts who had the same problem. I know now that this probably won't be the last time this happens, even if I get it replaced because the parts are faulty and Ford refuses to acknowledge a problem and do a recall. So there are all these people who replaced it three or more times and it keeps happening. Also it apparently can start with just this and then eventually you can't turn the car on. Or even get it in the ignition. I've actually noticed the ignition sticking before, but I don't know anything about cars so I didn't know it was a big deal.
So I'm not taking it to my dealer. Fuck them. I hate them so much anyway. I know they will dick me as much as they can because that is what they've done in the past. I'm taking it to a car repair place to see if they can fix it. Then I'm taking it to get it professionally cleaned. Then I'm taking it to Carmax and trading it in for another car. This one won't be American. I've learned my lesson. I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to pay the difference for the new car, but I'll find a way. I've hated this car for a long time now. But at least it was semi reliable. Sure there have been problems, but nothing I couldn't handle. But this is the last straw. I really fucking hate my car and I'm getting a new one.
Friday, March 13, 2009
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