October 26, 2007

A Musical Train Wreck

We played a show last nite that was the musical equivalent of an abortion. And not just any old abortion. An abortion that would be performed in the backroom of a Tijuana bar, involving a drunken bartender and a rusty can opener.
On the bright side, if a rotting tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make a bad sound?
It's a powerfully heady thing, knowing that you have fallen into the gaping maw of suckage and that there is no way out, save just finishing the show and skulking off the stage.

I suppose every band has those nights, but man, it was comically awful. But, I am very thankful to be able to play in a band even under the most absurd circumstances (and it was f#ckloads better than stayin' home and watching the G-Damn Red Sox play in the World Series).
Well, there was nothing left to do but smile smile smile afterwards. So we attempted to drown our sorrows.

And that made for an interesting drive home.
Good thing the cd player had one of those mixes on it that get's ya through the long lonely drive home. I didn't even remember when I made the mix, but one song after another, it kept me coherent and looking forward to what was gonna come on next.

So here is a selection of the toonage that kept me from doing a Ted Kennedy on the long ride home...



Rinjo Njori said...

I'm Gonna have a nervous breakdown if the Sox win the series again. Those idiots up in Massachusetts will be eating their grinders and drinking Nargansett Ale talking about a dynasty. Makes me want to throw up

manicgirl said...

Aaaahhh, you prolly weren't as bad as you thought.