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January 2001January 13th, 2001 Warning: Harsh words follow. Suck..... Suck. Suck. Suck. Suck. These are my own thoughts - so take them as you will. I barely represent the other four members of the band, so this is really just me. They have their own thoughts. I know that we do not have a huge following. I know that we need more exposure. I know that no one knows who we are. It's all too evident every time we play. But SHIT. Give us a fucking break. Tonight, we arrived early as we always do. We waited while band names were drawn out of a hat to see who would play when. We were to play last. Which was ok. It was ok when I thought that there were only 3 bands scheduled for the evening. It meant that I would still get home before midnight. It meant that people may not be too tired to stick around and at least check us out. No. There were five bands on the bill. Everytime we thought that our slot was coming up, out of nowhere new equipment would appear. And each band before us was complete with their own fan club. Their own little audiences which listened to everyone else before their favorite band, but couldn't be bothered to stick around after that band was done. Fuck this little incestuous 16 year old wanna be punk rocker mother fucking little indie rock emo core fucking scene. Fuck it. Seriously. I mean it. If I see another kid in baggy corduroy pants and black horned rimmed glasses, and cardigan sweater -- I'm gonna jack that emo fucker right in the face. So we didn't get to play until about 11pm. Thanks. Thanks a lot. If we knew just *when* the last slot really was, we would have opted to switch with the first group like we had the chance to do. Poor Chessa was still recovering from being sick and she had to be at work at 7 in the morning. Fuck this shit. She deserves a medal. Jarrod said it best in the parking lot... "A little organization goes a long way". This the last time I go into a gig not knowing when we're playing or how many bands there are on the bill. We may never get paid to play anywhere (such as tonight - even though there was decent traffic through the door), but we at least deserve to have a little professionalism when it comes to the show set up. Seriously. Drawing names out of a hat doesn't cut it with five bands, when your band is there on time and has to wait for 3 hours while late comers set up and play before you - and are warm in bed before you. I got home at two in the morning, and I'm now a good $20 poorer. Fuck this shit. - but that's just my opinion.
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