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Thursday, March 31, 2005
 
I can't sleep, can't go over my thoughts,
Where's my blood, it's running out out out out

I need a haircut. I shaved. But I need a haircut. It won't look right, though, so I keep putting it off. I might be sick. Don't feel right. Fish and chips yesterday messed me up good.
Working on new things. New things sound different. New things sound good. And I think Andy should just form his own band that centers around him playing baritone because a) it sounds great, and b) Andy makes wonderful sounds with it. Andy's Baritone Choir, "who you going to see?" "ABC, man."
Not Another Bad Creation.
Went to spend birthday money today, spent some at Dunkin Donuts, but nowhere else. I decided, against my better judgement, to stop by the guitar store hells on Capital Blvd. Two right across the street from each other, each worse than the other every time you stop in. Last time I went with Andy, we needed to pick up drum sticks. At the conclusion of the purchase, the guy behind the counter said, "Keep rockin', man," or "Rock on, man," or something very close to that and equally annoying. This enraged us, but it is something you come to expect at these places. Now I walk in and play the talk-short game, they ask questions, I say as little as possible and turn around, they usually get the hint and people leave me alone. Today it worked at the first place. At the second store, I started looking at hollowbodies, someone approached. I said little, he left. I kept perusing. Upon returning to the hollowbodies, I was approached by the guys who had taken over that area of the store. Said little, then the guy looked at my green plaid shirt and said, "Want one to match your shirt, HA!" and pointed at a light green Gretsch. I said little and walked, only to catch his buddy say, "HA! Good one, man!" And then they might have given each other a high five. I wish there were smaller, locally owned stores around here. I used to go to one in Greensboro, it was great. Sure I wanted the Gretsch, but it would have been hard for him to ring the sale up as I beat him to death with the $400 used Harmony guitar they keep behind the counter as a "vintage" instrument.
So, anyway, we'll be playing some shows soon. We'll have some new stuff. We'll have some old stuff. We will probably not have any new instruments or pedals before the show. Except for a possibly repaired kick pedal.