officially frakked.

We're currently driving back to get audacity, who's van broke down again after a day of waiting to give midas a grand for not doing anything to our van. last night's shows were awkward. the second one wasn't as bad as the first cuz there were actually people there who weren't performing. we played after an improv comedy show that we heard was both terrible and ok. after audacity and us, Harlem played and sounded better than at the trailer space record market. i like them so much. they got a song about bein sad and wanting to go to bed. it's got me all jealous. so now we're sitting here on the side of the freeway an it sounds pretty bad. i guess there was a loud bang, and then the van didn't work anymore. did i mention sean paid a grand to fix a problem that didn't get fixed? ah, what a tour! Sean and yer boy Dan here watched the new battlestar galactica and it was amazing. i seriously didn't even care that we're totally frakked! If you are not watching that show...i don't even know mang, you need to watch that. so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and praying to god that audacity's gonna get bailed outta this mess. word on the street is that matt's dad is in dallas, which is a mere 40 miles away. keep yer fingers crossed and send us money. anyway, harlem is good. i don't really get why people call them garage rock. they got songs with the chooga chooga guitars to make you caveman dance, but i think everyone's sleeping on the fact that they write real good and sound new. lyrics are pitch perfect an they don't resort to the usual hooks and bullshit gimmicky garage stuff. at least to me, and i'm a professional. they chop songs up very well. things change up, even abruptly, but maintain a lovely balance and keep hammering away. which is probobly why the garage tag. whatever, i wanted to dance ALOT, but im wack like that... so now we're sitting on the side of the freeway and i'm running out of things to write about. i could bitch alot, would you like that? how about details of our bitchings at eachother, yeah? q tip just did the usual stay-positive-thing he's so good at, and it worked. so audacity says they gotta check out their piece of crap van to make sure they are frakked before they rent a car. we would rather they just rent one. no one can make up their mind and neither can i. whomp whomp. i really hope we get to JMM's house on time tomorrow. You may know him as John Michael McCarthy or the Pop Cop. ally an i met him a while back and found out that he is real cool and weird. He makes movies that you would like and should therefore buy. Like: Superstarlet AD, a fun filled romp through a post apocalyptic memphis like land, where women have taken over as almost godlike, and men have devolved to horny neanderthals. so some things stayed the same i guess. anyway, all the girls have separated in to clans based on hair color and it gets cooler from there. It's black and white, shot on film (illegally), sexy and weird. is this enough, yet?


we called him outta the blue and i think he felt obligated to be super hospitable. as i was starving at the time, i accepted a lunch date. everybody says we'll make it, but i have my doubts...sorry q-tip.