I don't even wanna talk about Football anymore. When you lose to the Cleveland Browns, your season is officially over. Phooey.
I didn't make it out to any of the gigs this weekend, because I was hitting it pretty hard this weekend behind the kit, and there's no way in Hell I can stand around and watch a gig in my condition, especially after playing, so I stayed in and just worked on wiring up my practice room for sound and to record. I heard the gigs were pretty good though, and I wish I could of made it out to both of them. My Photographer flaked on going to shoot those gigs too, so double booooo. No Show Reviews turned in yet either. Hmmmmm. Must of been all the booze and drugs and hookers that kept people in this weekend. ;-)
You know, I love Facebook drama as much as the next guy, but I'm not gonna let myself get suckered into a pissing match with an untested band looking to get their name out there and on everyone's lips by any means necessary. Not that I think anyone in the band is intelligent enough to do something that well thought out, but I'm just saying I don't think that's what they're doing. I could be wrong though. I was going to put them on blast but then decided against it. They say any publicity is good publicity, and for that reason alone, I'm not giving them any publicity, which is probably the best thing to do to make sure nothing comes of this. I give 'em 6 months, tops.
There's all sorts of new stuff added to the website, but I'm not it feeling sitting in this chair, so I'm gonna go. I gotta rest up. I got band practice tonight. ;-)