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My goodness, after 4 hours of sleep I'm in a terrible huff - here's what I was listening to on the way in - it's an easy one:
your bones will build my palaces
your eyes will stud my crown
for I am mars the god of war
and I will cut you down
Happy Friday y'all!
So tonight I was gonna lay around in bed, watch a nice chick flick, and be asleep by 11. Then my boss from gig #2 called, asking where I was, because aparently the night he asked us who wanted to work a loathesome DJ event, *I* was smoking CRACK and said I'd work - and then promptly forgot about it. So out the door I went. 6 hours of thumpity thump housey DJ hip hop. 6 hours of being shoved, and crowded, sassed, and generally treated like furniture to be pushed out of the way. At first I tried my best to maintain my pleasant demeanor, but towards the end of the evening, I felt it slipping away. This became particularly evident, when a girl who had tried to bring in a camera, was waiting outside the door for her boyfried to come and get it and take it to the car asked me "well, can't you hold the camera for me so I can stand inside? It's cold out" I looked at this stupid skinny little girl shivering in her tank top, and replied "Well that's too bad princess, its cold out, you should have worn a coat" I mean really, who died and made me HER bitch?
Saw a lot of gold teeth tonight - there's nothing about these fucking things that doesn't look silly, unfortunately, the folks who choose to wear them, seem to take themselves terribly seriously, so laughing in their face would be ill advised.
Were you to ask me to describe this show, the phrase that immediately springs to mind is: It sucked a 12 pound bag of rancid monkey cock.
Now I'm off to get 5 hours of sleep before I get up and do another 14 hour day tomorrow. Wa fucking hoo.
This weeks thursday three has been called on account of lack of sleep and ensuing drain bramage.
I will gladly field any questions any of y'all might have for me, but this week I've got fuck all for you. Sorry.
Took Stoli to the vet last night, finally, after having to reschedule his appointment twice. Get the results of his bloodwork back today but he seems okay. He does have to go in and get his teeth cleaned and have an extraction...not sure who's gonna love that more, him or my bank account. Anyone wanna buy a kidney? Fuck.
Usher featured on Good Morning America this morning. It would appear he has the number one song in the country - I've harped on this time and time again, but is the American music buying public retarded? I mean really. I just can't fathom hearing this piece of shit studio generated and remixed barely indicative of a shred of actual talent "song" and saying Yeah! that shit really rocks!! And where are the fucking guitars?? For fucks sake, there should be guitars. What really gets up my nose is now the hook is gonna be caught in my head for the rest of the day. Fuck fuck fuckery.
I'm so tired. fuck.
Other interesting fact gleaned from GMA this morning - there are 500 different kinds of dwarves, who knew?
So I know y'all have been on tenterhooks awaiting the report in the Tesla (rawk!) show. What can I say - the only thing funnier than Tesla fans, are Tesla themselves...rockin out in that hair metal cock rockin' style...after spending the first few hours of my shift with the tedious task of standing at the doors with a counter, keeping track of how many people came in (the show was sold out and we don't want Mr. Fire Marshall stopping by and shutting us down) , I was sent in to float around the main floor and upon walking in, and getting my first glimpse of the band, hair flying, crotches thrusting, and a whole audience comprised of mainly 35+ men throwing out the devil signs, I stood there and laughed for a good five minutes. Next Friday I have the Vines show, I anticipate this will be much better.
Special note to the lone hairdresser out there still willing to do the platinum bleach blonde dye job/spiral perm combo - STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!!!
Last night had dinner with Hamstress and Hamstress Mummy at Barba Yanni, after dropping Hamstress Mummy off at Chez Hamstress we continued on to the Polkaholics show, where we met up with El Q and Mr. Chris...after a good healthy fix of Polka, we crossed the street to Gold Star, where we came upon AC and the lovely Miss Melissa...lovely bartender was working, we had an interesting conversation. When the Star closed at 3, Chris and I went on to Exit, happy to say I did NOT close Exit, and was home in bed by 5 am.
Was awakened by Miss Kathy this mornafternoon, met her at the Nugget for coffee and restorative breakfast meats.
I am now ready for a nap.
Camper Van and Cracker were a good (albeit LOOOOONG) show last night. Cracker opened, so I didn't get to see them as I was working the lobby, got to see a little of CVB...Tonight's TESLA. Woo! RAWK!!! It seems last night one of the guys from Tesla came by the show. I carded him, no idea who he was, thinking only "oh look at you, you poor old fashion victim - you don't *really* think that look is gonna pull chicks do you?"
Anyhoo - here's the Friday name that tune:
"Back in Lincoln Park where I was mostly raised
Hanging around town where I got totally crazed
Surrounded by bitches who wouldn't give it in
Who thought that getting down was an unnatural sin"
Thursday - woooo!
Since this week is all about going to/working shows for me, this weeks Thursday Three is about shows.
1. Last band you went to see?
That would be my beloved Dirt Box Racers - but you knew that...
2. Next band you're going to see? (or if you have no current plans to go to a show, next show you *would* go to, were the opportunity to present itself...)
Well, tonight I'm working the Camper Van Beethoven/Cracker show, whether I get to se the show or not remains to be seen...next band I'm actually going to see will be the Polkaholics on Saturday...what I'm really really psyched for however, is IPO in April when I get to see Splitsville - wooo! yeah! Splitsville! Only 4 guys but enough talent and cute for 10...my inner groupie is all atwitter...
(Reader: Miss Lis, you do realise you're gonna be 34 in a couple of months, yeah? Don't you think it's time you quit it with all the groupie babbling and started acting your age?
Miss Lis: Fuck off.)
3. Best show you ever saw (or if you're IN a band, the best show you ever played - which ever suits your fancy)
There have been many that were great for different reasons
Duran Duran in 1984 were great because well, it was Duran Duran and it was 1984, it was at the Worcester Centrum in Massachusetts, and being a 14 year old girl at the time, it was pants wettingly exciting for me. The Cult, on the Love Tour, in 1987, Boston Orpheum - just a really great show, Love remains my favourite Cult album, they played well, and the Divynals opened for them, the Ramones at Hammerjacks in Baltimore, 1992 - First of 3 times I saw the Ramones, it was the Ramones, that's all it needed to be awesome, Jonathan Richman at Max's on Broadway in Baltimore, 1992 - never again will I get to see Jonathan in such a small venue with a crowd of approximately 15.. Bim Skala Bim at the Paradise in Boston, 1995 - Great band, fun show, cousin Dan came with and got me blazingly stoned in the balcony, The Toasters and Murphys Law at Club Babyhead in Providence Rhode Island - another cousin Dan adventure, I had a really great time that night, and I also ended up spending the night in a trailer park - what's a better ending to an evening than that?? Marc Almond at Park West in 1998 - having been a Soft Cell fan of absurd proportions back in the day, it was just v. cool to see him live - this show was also cool because I went by myself but met lots of nice people, and Marc held my hand briefly as he sang an encore of Say Hello Wave Goodbye. Splitsville at Ottobar, Baltimore 2002 - great venue great band, and that show also introduced me to a couple of other favourite bands, Pulaski, and Starbelly...There are more but I'm sure this is getting tedious for all of you.
...loaded the software for my camera onto the new machine...so for your viewing pleasure, here are some pictures - Waxon 7 last Sunday, and Dirt Box Racers last night.
Cheers!
Top 'o' the mornin to ye, my little briskets! Happy St. Pat's day!
It's fucking snowing out...I won't bitch too much however, as we haven't received even a fraction of the meteorological ass pounding that the east coast got (although I will do a little *neener neener* dance for all you east coasters who have said to me "I could never live in Chicago, the winters are too awful" IN.YOUR.FACE!!)
Good turnout at the DBR show last night. Das Racers were in good form, and the new *mystery* member, aka, the Dirtbox Wrestler was a splendid success. El Gato Negro is a fun little venue, and all my favourite local bands should play there...they did run out of PBR tho...perhaps next time they will be prepared. Also - Happy Birthday to Reverend Chris!
So it's St Patty's day, and while the rest of the world is preparing to go out and get their drink on and pass out in a puddle of green beer sick, *I* am personally relishing the idea of a nice evening at home, the last one I'll have till perhaps...Monday? Tomorrow and Friday night I work gig #2 (Friday's iffy, but my boss was at the show last night and I believe I may have told him I'd work the (shudder) Tesla show)...Saturday night is the Polkaholics, and then Sunday is the weekly Fun Club meeting over at Hamstresses beer slinging gig. Such the rock and roll lifestyle. Yes indeedy....so I suppose I really shouldn't gripe about being tired all the time when clearly I bring this all on myself...
