Just to address a few of the rumors I've been hearing about myself lately:
Yeah, the putrid, festering bloody wound on my right leg was apparently something that required immediate medical attention, what with me being a diabetic with high blood pressure and all. I neglected it, as I am want to do with a lot of things medical, and despite being in a horrific amount of pain, still managed to play some incredibly mediocre sets of music to a few lucky people in attendance at the aforementioned gigs. The less said about last Fri.'s gig @ Favorite's the better. American Buckshot played to a room full of nothing and no one, because everyone cleared out and went home right after Agent Orange played, pretty much like I knew they would. The sound of the crickets in between songs was deafening, and we played like shit because of it. At least that's what I'm blaming it on anyways. ;-) I guess the moral of the story is to NEVER play after the headlining band, no matter how much your singer tells you it's going to be great and how packed it's going to be. And what was up with that drunken idiot who was racing around, burning out and spinning doughnuts in the parking lot of Favorite's in that tricked out Pontiac or whatever it was, almost crashing into cars while doing so, and who attracted the attention of every limp dick cop within a 3 mile radius, and who then tried to hide out inside the bar... Idiot! I hope they arrested him. Anyone know what happened with that?
Sat. my leg was fucking killing me. Playing the gig the night before didn't help, and plus my ongoing battle with the flu had me on the losing end of things once again. I had to play this grand opening of a place called Screaming Images, which I only found out hours before was in Hendertucky, and I had to play it in a Vegascendents set, which, according to my account, the band hadn't practiced playing in over 263 days or so, but I doped myself up pretty good by downing half a bottle of DayQuil and a handful of pain killers and managed to stumble my way through a set that people seemed to enjoy. Thanks to everyone for coming out to that and helping themselves to all that free food and drink, ya bastards! lol After playing that set, my band mates were sooooo concerned for my general welfare and the festering wound oozing sickness on my leg that they thought it would be a good idea to play another set somewhere else, basically barnstorming our way onto a bill we had no business being on. We tried Favorite's, but for some reason we didn't play there. Instead, we ventured down the street a bit to play at the Double Clown with Geezus Cryst & Free Beer. At least that's what I was told anyways. I was listening to them from in the van, where I was mentally getting ready to play the gig and cursing my band mates for putting me in this predicament. If better prepared, I could of done it, but as it was, under prepared and sans drugs and medication, I was dead meat in the water. Dead. Fucking. Meat. So after playing, both Jeremy and Bob convinced me to go to the E.R. which, in hindsight, probably saved my life. The Dr.'s said if I had waited another 24 hours or so I probably would of died. Scary stuff, right?
The thing that would of killed me was a staph infection, a hideous staph infection, according to the Nurse who first saw me. They admitted me immediately and spent the next few days pumping me full of antibiotics and morphine, which just reminded me of why I love heroin so much... LOL Right now I'm in the middle of a battery of tests to determine how much damage has been done to my leg. If the infection has gone to the bone, then I'm gonna be losing my foot and about to become the world's first peg leg drummer. ;-) Anyone that knows me knows that I'm all about that PMA, so I remain forever optimistic that everything's going to be fine and that I'll be kicking ass with both feet attached for many years to come now. The final prognosis comes down on Friday. It sucks getting old. It really does.
Everything is updated. The photos of Unfair Fight playing @ Artifice can be seen by clicking here. The big Squid Hat Records showcase is going down this weekend, but I'll be nowhere near the Double Clown when it does, but Good Luck to everyone that's playing or involved with it. If my sources are correct, the 2 bands to be the next to be signed have already been chosen, so I'm curious to see who comes out victorious in this weekends events. If that's not your thing you could always go see CH3 play at the LVCS on Sat. If I'm able to that's where I'm going to be. Keep your fingers (and toes) crossed! PMA all the way!