notes from the road...day thirtyfive

almost outta shows we be!!!
hi peoples. This is alex, and i've been sitting/napping in the van all day. i just ate a pb&j sammich so i am ready for the hitting of keys. oh god..i just found out what was after athens. detroit. well it wasnt really detroit; it was a li'l city next to it called hamtramck. who the hell spells like that? i bet they had a longer name but couldnt afford to write it out cuz that state is so poor. like me. my full name is actually alextramacky. anyways, before we arrived, we went to a record store in athens which was kinda shitty. everything was a repressing fer like twenty bucks. but! i did find a copy of the angry samoans, back to samoa for a buck. it was in a blank sleeve, but who cares. a buck! the drive to michigan was kinda fun i think. there was a tire rolling speedily on the freeway. hmm...maybe that was yesterday. when we started getting close, we became lost and pulled into a gas station to get better mapquest directions. ten sseconds after we turned the car off, a bum came up to the window, and told us to roll it down and he could help. i was scared for sean, for he would be in arms reach. the bum kept saying, "i work here. i work here. roll down the window." and, "gimmie that paper. gimmie a pen." i really thought he was gonna stab sean with the pen. looking back on that whole situation, it was pretty damn funny. well, we paid the guy a buck and lee gave him some instant noodle stuff for his diirections. we became lost like two minutes after we pulled outta the gas station and i wanted to get the money back from the guy. so we mapquested and finally arrived in hamtramck. it was prolly the coldest outta any night on tour in ole hamy. while loading in, dan chose to check his email like he was some king er somethin while we all froze to death. also lee's knee was still hurting. what a jerk. after that, dan and i walked against the chilly wind with our heads down to a grocery store across the street. the temperature was the work of the devil i think. some fella says to us, "time to go back home?" as we worked our way there. after we bought the essentials (pb&j makings, apples, bananas, carrots, and a $4 thing of grape juice we thought we lost but found the next day), we walked back and i sang some apiffy version of a nrbq song. "al, did you buy all the apples?" "yeah." "did you buy all the grape juice?" "yup." "he bought ALL the apples and grape juice!"
the bands we played with..gah. the first wasnt too bad. some older guys having fun playing pop musics. dan and i had a lil discussion about wanting bands to continue or not if their hearts are in it. i guess im an ass. after them, we played and it was a pretty swell show. "it was okay," says dan. but jeez, the band that was after us...i can honestly say that i havent seen a band that terrible in sometime. prolly top 3 outta my least favorites ive ever seen. have you ever seen a twenty year old, shirtless kid yarwl and sing about the 9/11 blues?? and they played fer like 1 & 1/2 hours. thinking they were no older than seventeen, i promptly thought about how i covered louie louie when i was 14 and in a punk band like they did to end their set. afterwards i found out they were like twenty-something. everyone was in shock of their disastrious abilities. also, according to dan, they opened up with rape me by nirvana. yarwl! i asked dan about how they probably were putting their hearts in it and he didnt really have too much to say. we ended up staying at the bass player of the gore-gore girl's apartment. Lee says it was really nice. i slept in the van. weeee!!