I forgot all my songs,
the words now are wrong,
and I burned my guitar in a rage

So, the EP release show went well. Sold some CDs, sold some posters, had a good time, drank some free beer, didn't leave any equipment at the club. Good times. Now that things are worked out for this weekend's show, looking forward to playing again. Though, if last night's practice is telling, Saturday will be frustrating and push me to the edge of not wanting to play for a while (there is no band tension, just a variety of circumstances: a speeding ticket, another ticket, bad tubes, faulty wiring, moods, etc.). But, through it all, Andy is our rock. Evan and I try to play roll to Andy's rock, but sometimes we can't make it all the way. We try. Thankfully, Andy is understanding.
And then there is also the healing effect of alcohol, an effect which wore off around 4:30 this morning, leading me to sprint to the refrigerator for multiple glasses of water. Upon resuming my place in bed, the newest cat decided to sleep on my chest. It was both cute and annoying, especially considering that I had the onset of a hangover. And I knew I was waking up in an hour and a half.
In other news, I think the new Low album is already one of the year's best albums.

posted by beta at 2/02/2005 10:03:00 AM