[ Saturday, March 29, 2003 ]
its come to my attention that i really like the song 'hotel california'... flies in the face of all my *ahem* "punk" sensibilities. its all about the wanky guitar bits. pretty tasty. i think it took them like seven months to do!? or maybe that was the whole album. i don't know. coke fuelled studio adventures. party party. we gotta get some of that action going! huge egos and groupies! ankle deep in cocaine! that's the shit, yeah. livin! livin large!
fffffffffffffff. might have started a band last night, me n' ben n' curtis n' tom. rock and roll. ridiculous, punky metal... what happened to the slickness!? gone out the window. i think its just too much repressed 'rocking out', the dam has bust! flaming amps! ! blister guitars! slabs of shit solid like bricks. so... S'POSEDLY we'll play at the astoria on tuesday. we'll see. its been claimed to happen b'fore. could be a way to baptise the axe. but i'm afraid! ! if i got jacked for it, or something was to happen to it! i finally understand ben's paranoia. and i don't even have the damn thing in my hands yet!
so, we got a new lock on the outside door of the flophouse. there was sign (computer made) that said "don't forget your key! with your help we can keep this door locked at all times!" fuck. what kinda thing is that? i mean, should it even have to come to this? no. glad to be moving , even though moving is such a bitch. fucking house. fowk. so, we'll see how long the locked door lasts. i was joking to heather that i'd be sure to leave copies of the key on the porch, go downstairs and give one to ross, so he can make copies for the neighbourhood. bah. bah bah bah. escape! ! !
but to where? i guess i'll find that out somehow. fah.
Escaper [3/29/2003 04:24:00 PM]
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