dtoit anndd errthang aftar.

so we got a 9 hour drive to sacramento today then its back to real life. time to finish the stupid blog already. detroit was fun. we played with the bad sports, they were super sick and real nice guys to boot. bobby harlow's boys the pizzaz played as well and they were cool to. afterwards there was a party an it was pretty tight. then nobunny played! this was the first of our 5 or 6 shows with nobunny and it was the bomb every time. also the newspaper said we were nobunny's backing band, which delighted alex but did not delight nobunny.the girls bathroom had really sweet graffiti like "you are beautiful, it'll be ok" etc we met dan from the gories and i was like damn dude you rule all lame. there were french people. we stayed at the henchmen. dave buick scared the hell outta me. he cut all his hair off so i didnt know it was he and when i came outta the bathroom he maddogged me for a minute until i sheepishly said something like "if yer gonna hit me, tell me what for" and he let me know. whooo! the next morning jh from the henchmen made us healthy shake things that were good. then we went to a shitty hamburger stand that had good ice cream. me an lee got falafel. nubunny started to feel sick. uh oh nobunny, are you gonna get better or worse? we'll have to keep reading to see! then it was time to drive to kalamazoo to a record store i dont remember and then to louis trophy house. an all stained wood bar lavishly decorated with all kinds of animals lovingly murdered by mike, the manager or something. man that guy hates deer! everyone ate elk burgers and i ate nothing because what am i gonna eat there. billy chatted up the waitress in a way that kinda creeped me out, and told me a good joke. what did one vegan say to the next? this tastes like shit. the spellcheck does not recognize vegan. no one does really. so i drank my dinner and asked for seconds. we had the idea of saying it was seans birthday to get even more favorable treatment from the locals. so when we played we did just that an whatdoya know? a sparkler appeareed along with a shot of somethin for sean! we found out after tha the sweetheart responsible was our pal marcos from nobunny and the rockandroll adventure kids, who must have been sleeping in the van or something when we cooked it up. nobunny killed that night! everyoe loved us and them except one really angry guy from the angry punk band that played all angry before us. angry dancing is stupid. we stayed in a motel where alex backed in to a car a litlle. oops.k zoo? k zoo. the next morning we watched jackie chan ate birdfood as billy calls trailmix and drove off to lafayette what happened on the way there? sean told the funniest jokes and we just laughed and laughed. this day we were aligned correctly with the stars. when we wanted to watch a movie, we pulled over and both movies we wanted to see were just starting and we went to a thrift store and got all kinds of cool stuuf. an ava gardner autobiography, curtis mayfield and staples singers record an jax got a super creepy windup clown that i want. we saw gi joe and funny people and then bought the tape lee had been bitching about for two days..
this thrift store wasnt as exciting as this dan has made it sound. he really wanted to write more about how it was great, but he through keyboard just i. i cant read where or what typing im doing. this shit is really tuff. like king tuff, you know.? by the way, his is me, alex. oh yeah back to the stupid fucking thrift store. meanwhile at thriftys lee bought a dand wagoness/, that teenage fanclub record on tape and sean had bought the season 1 of lost fer a few bucks. i really ghave no idea or not if dam "the thrift store lover" bush wrote about the purchases i just listed but the thrift store is just so amazing and tuff. like king tuff. lets ge the hell outta this store.
we got to lafayette and this dude told us to park around back. dan went potty and saw some girl and girl goig down on the girl in the potty. i cant see what im typing, this sucks. sorry. later sean and i walked around this neat looking town wanting something to eat, but stuff was tuffly expensive so we ended up just eatig at the pub next to the place we were playing, which byt the way, is the only gay bar in town. fun huh/ speaking of gay, the doorman at the club had a big crush on justbunny. it made me laugh. i wet potty next dorr then came back to watch one or two episodes of lost. super totally rad tuff, yo. then this chick had a group of people aorund her and took her shirt off and some jerk from some jerk band had written their set list on her back. i didnt see it, but i heard it was funny. like funny people but more funny cuz it envolved poeple i knew not adam jerkler. i really didnt like the show, i played like shit, and was really bored. dan was drunk and loved it. that same no shirt chick was extremely drunk and was on stage trying to play tambo. it was pretty whack. we stayed at someones house, they had some cute ass kitty is what sean told me the next day. i missed out. whack whack. i woke in the back of the van, dan was in the next seat and had both doors wide open. these neighbors of the place we partied at were being little bitches complaining about usstaying up all late and being party animals. mel and tim is on right now, shit is goooood. people took showers and dan and i drank a few beers.yummy in my tummy at ten in the mornny.
oh DAMNNNN. Sooooo we woke up to billy from nobunny or someone telling us that they had crashed their van at four in the am. it was crazy cuz they need a van, you know? or did they, cuz we had room in ours! weeee! we got packed up, drove to the crash site, picked up just and jasbunny then went to the GM place where marcos was taking one hell of a coffee. much was packed into our van, including boys, men, bunnies, someone elses guitar, bags and god knows what else. we needed to get to justins mothers house which was three hours away in chiago. it turned into a sven hour drive cuz there is a dumb amount of work going on with their roads. boring. boring. fun coffee. 00 .
a day or two has gone by since i "wrote" this. im going to apologize for the cussing and terrible typing. it gets crazy bright in here and you cant really see the screen on the laptop. also i get annoyed very easily. imma publish this and get onto a new day. i love you all.

the inevitable letdown of post roburrito's

they showered us with rose petals at rob's house! it was crazy. they had tic tacs and mints (for the makeout party) but nobody kissed anybody they weren't expecting to (as far as i know). i know you heard already but it bears repeating. YAY Rob and Tyler's house!!!! after that we went somewhere else. somewhere not magical. where was it again? columbus ohio, to play cafe bourbon street with our pals Daycreeper, who were just dandy. i was so hungry! also i felt really sad and awkward all day, what was that all about? maybe i was just hungry. so when we got there we were stoked cuz that place feeds you proper! since i was half crazed with hunger and crippling depression i ordered some crazy thing because it had two hot dogs in a bun. it's sometimes called a double dog, but only in my kitchen. anyway since i didnt read the fine print i didnt know it came with cole slaw and barbecue sauce all over it. i scraped it off and ate my double dog plain, which was fine. the vegan chili is super tight too. so we played to almost nobody and almost nobody cared but we turned a few heads and made some scratch from our merch. after many free drinks and apologies we loaded up with 2 six packs of tall cans (free from the bar) and headed to our friend La UU Ra's house which is more of a castle, because she is royalty in some country you've never heard of.just playin. so we chatted til the wee hours and went to sleep. all in all it was a cool night, but we we're like "yo where nobunny at?"

Jacquie says

I flew into new york Saturday evening and met up with the dudes at the show. I brought my homegirl Grace (love u) n right away something great happened, the lovely Marty Hard of San Francisco is there! Great surprise for me. Marty rulez! He’s funny and great and a good frienda ah alla us. Marty’s band the saucy jacks play, they r super poppy and upbeat. Then there was another band. I think they were gypsies? Kinda sounded natural and I forget their name? They were nice, the singer was pretty and her hair was long. Dan and I talked about her leggings and if she considered them pants. Then make-out party played and I guess they agreed to rock and they had a great set, everyone was dancey and having fun. Especially me n Marty, we were totally the best dancers and the most fun. After that Grace and I had a dance party all by ourselves. We stayed at Allies. What a sweetie pie she is! She cut Dan and Lees hair and stayed up late to hang out even though she had work early. Babe. Next morning we headed out to Roburritos burrito shop in Dallastown, PA, it was so yummy! They have a lot of unusual hot sauces, fun. We headed over to Robs after the meal, Rob is tight. He has like over 50 Mopeds and theyre all pretty hes very friendly, and he really gives great hospitaliano. Theres was tons more food, lots of candy, balloons all over the place, tonsa drinks. So awesome. Rob has a pool Lee, Dan and I took a dip. It’s fun to try to surf in the pool with ur boogie board, you gotta practice a lot though and you might not get it at first. Then Bob came down from heaven with lots rain and gusts of wind! Uh oh, all the bands loaded all their equipment whch was set up outside into Robs awesome house/ THEN the biggest gust of wind blew in and carried a giant umbrella 50 feet in the air and into the neighbors yard, it was wild!! ruWhile it was raining outside we watched this really great scooter and skateboard movie from the 80s. They had the hottest stunts, they jumped off the curb stuff like that., EXTREME. Also Rob had a giant book of baby animals, its tight! Everyone loved it but especially me. Rob told me he tore out the best picture in the book that its some crazy kitten, man I wanna c that, bomb.
a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/jankieflemmerz/?action=view¤t=a136795bcbbe__1249838784000.jpg" target="_blank"> Saucy Jacks played after it stopped raining. Then Make out party, there were lotsa bubbles, Rob threw tons of rose petals all over the stage and it was beautiful, magical setting. The cops came cuz someone called about the noise, and theyre like no bigs just wrap it up in like 30, 45 minutes. They were the good Pennsylvania cops, it was weird! The show was awesome and everyone had a really time dancing and singing a long. It was tight, one of the best days of my life. Later on me and Dan had a Dr. Mario challenge and Aaron from sausy jacks was trying to challenge us. He was aight, then I schooled him on the last game, booya! I played for a minute and I really suck now. I hear Rob rules hes ranked like 6th or 20th or something awesome and impressive like that. He rules 4 real. Robs house makes you feel so good as long as creepy outta towners arent trying to grind you or touch your face or keep trying to make gay love to you, those people are not the majority. Everyone was really nice there. Did I mention it was tight? Alex n Marty went on a long moped ride and had an awesome time! Some girl called Dan a racist while he was celebrating Chinese culture, whatever girl. We had an awesome top 40’s dance party and sean danced :o) Rob and Alex made everyone a bomb breakfast and we took off. Someone stole my shoes!! No bigz.

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get yo money up

lee wants us to "mindmeld like those guys on star trek" and all write this blog together. he's spouting stream of consciousness at me right now over Keri Hilson singing her next hit (next month or somethin) "get yo money up". so sean drove and drove forever til we got close to new york and lee took over, drove to the city got muthafuckin dizzy drovin in circles man drove in circles til we made it to the right city took the bridge to brooklyn we made fans all the time we got to the club just right theres probably, there was probably 50, 50 people there. how'd you know? i dunno. i'm not sure if this mind meld things working. did you put, are there typos. no misinformation, scandalous shit to get us knee deep. sheeeit. im a mixed up kid. we're all mixed up right. yeah. im a warrior. your a trailblazer. rrrraaawwww/ JUST FOLLOW ME FUCKERS. (singing) ate some falafel today. watched some jiggle bunnies. m. m. m. m. m. lik. lik. lik. mmmm. goosebutters lick lick lick that was weird.

Ooopsi

okiedoke..lee here .. sumwhere....? i dunno where exactly..think civil war battle fields..east coast .planet earth,usa
... from there we drove and we drove from 'bama to hotlanta! it was pretty excitin goin to play a town where which we have never been to as thee. not the whole time ..but fer a few minutes as we saw the skyline appear we knew we were in for a treat. playing with the customers was cool cus a local band actually showed up n they had pretty friends.i think it was due to the moon being full . danos dad gordon along w/ cuz came to the show too...with a pizza! yummy cheese!!i washed mine down with sum good ol fashioned black label beer..delicious. since gordon was there he inspired me to call home to check in with thee fam..i left a message..im alivee!! i also attempted to appologize fer my drunk dial to ck but she didnt answer...so i probably left another not quite as strange but odd message any ways..goodtymes..later i found out it wasnt even her birthday ! hahahaha....fun nee!
....we played to sum kids of drinking age n then left to spend the nite at gordons. his mansion of a cabin is one of our fav places to crash..it smells of shop class n u can see stars forever. dano n decided to have a nite cap of sum colt 45...we did n had a much needed heart to heart ..i slept on a couch and woke up to denise gordons wife making a lunch date. soon enough gordon was in the kitchen to whip up sum breakfast ie his world famous biscuits n gravy baby!! we all bathed n sum even did laundry. we parted the wrong way off the dirt road into our unknown immediate future...we turned around n found sum drank drink at home depot er sumplace like that. i guess sean n dan have beeen hyped fer it cus its an anti energy drink ..slow yo roll.. thats their trade marked slogan, i think. i felt compelled to drink it instantly without askin seans permission..it sloooowed maa rooolll. i was in and out of conciousness..i tripped out on a spider n the back seat fer sum unknown reason..it didnt exist. the can sed not to exceed more than 2 can in 24 hrs..i believe dan drank 3.............drive drive drive to boone nc....we just made up joke after joke all day n nite broughtto u by boone....too many to list here...u had 2 booone there! aye...the record store was fun...everyone seeme d to like us n we made sum gas monies...we went back to selinas for our late but much needed din din n sum beers...she read our tarot cards..that was trippy but fun n pretty positive id say....we went fer a walk to a park to go swingin'...i decided to bring my skateboard or show boat as dan likes to call it...ummm...it was real fun..n fast...n rocky!! appallachion mts our crazy like 4 loko!no joke i got jacked....i left to clean my wounds...the boys found my glasses! yay!...we then went swingin n off to bed...the next mornin selina made us buttery pancake goodness n we parted ways down the upside of thee mountain n off to nyc !! big apple...,mmmmmm apples..food is good.

Sheffield Alabama Church of The Psychedelic Goat

So i have to write this blog because i should be the one to explain why i leapt from the front seat in order to choke Lee, leading Alex to use the angriest angry man voice I have heard him use ("DAN!!!! STOP!!!!!), but I won't bother. Suffice to say I'm missing a pair of Raybans and Lee underestimated how upset it made me, while voicing his opinion on the matter. Usually this is the part where I ask everyone "what happened on the way to sheffield?" but i don't wanna, cuz I'd havta be all "so what else happened on the way to sheffield besides me wanting to kill Lee for a minute?" and i feel shy ok? we made up quick and then had the broiest brodown of my life a few days later, but ima make someone else tell that one. the olde towne tavern in sheffield alabama is a hot little hot bar with a wood cutout you can stick two heads through, painted in the likeness of Mr and Mrs Frankenstein or a disco dancing couple, depending on which side you use. Alex and Sean made a pair of perfect pair pics, which, if i can figure out how, we'll put up on this here bloggy. The bar was empty, but the couple of locals there were super nice and said wait around a bit for some more people. It was dollar taco night at the bar, which means your boy dan has to find his own dinner. as nachos, fries and nacho cheese and onion rings were the available non meat fare for the evening, i opted to wander the streets in search of a diner with all day breakfast. it was getting dark and the tiny old town was a weird mix of antique stores obviously owned by old ladies and smelled like too much potpoirri, vacant lots with backhoes and scattered stacks of wood, and post-apocalypse main st disneyland. i went in a vacant rotted out house with just the beams left for the roof, but it was dark and i bet they got meth in sheffeild so i split. for dinner it was mcdonalds cheeseburgers with fries instead of meat. i should have done that with the dollar tacos at the bar, but i felt shy ok? so by the time i got back, there were people there and everyone either knew eachother or were getting to know thee four people they didn't. it was super friendly and strangely sad at first. this one super pretty girl who told me where the mcdonalds was ("riite dayown thuh straieght") ended up living over that place and had dark circles under her eyes to prove it. she made sure i knew she didn't like me before i knew she'd formed an opinion. i really did just wanna eat something. on to the show! opening was megan jean and the kfb. the kfb was a guy who called himself burn. sadly he had not met his crash, or heard of that movie probably. they were strange. she was like a white girl Odetta with torn up stockings and a tamborine around her ankle mic'd. he was a classically trained cellist who played a standup bass with a bow and called himself burn. they were pretty good. he scratched and rubbed the strings in a way that made it sound like a screeching distorted guitar with little hip hop scratch flourishes then feedback swells during a cover of Iggy Pop's i wanna be your dog. Cool. so after that we got up and started jokin around a lil and played one song before sean's string broke. damn! we forgot our backup guitar on this trip (twice) and it's bit us in the ass 3 times already. i'm about to take advantage of that 30 day no questions asked refund guitar centers got. so i say "thank you goodnight" and walk to the bar for a beer. then we thought to play kitty while sean changed the strings. that we did, afterwards realizing how short kitty is. we repeated this blunder in boone but even funnier. we were so funny in sheffeild though! people laughed alot at all our jokes! they played along! a 50 year old drunk took the mic to sing unintelligible gibberish with a very serene and sleepy look on his face. I dedicated 2ez2luvu very specifically to one girl (hi Hannah!), who was standing next to her husband (sorry curt!) who i would kiss in a minute (curt not hannah) and we would all stay with later. they we're super cool! the bar has no stage and the sheffeild crew (Satan's Youth Ministers) have no problem gettin right in there and party-cipating! funny fun! they were all "sow where yall's stayin anight?" and we're all like "like totally yer house dude!" and they were like "hayull yeeuh liddle buddies!" tight! so after we left there, we went to the church of the psychedelic goat where they lived. we had some beers and a dance party and shirtless dan in wig and beret time, which led to loud cries of "CLOTHBACKS GO HOME!" (by me) until we had shirtless man time. that was for nick and macha and i said so to a bewildered curt that night. curt is the opposite of a clothback dudes, you'd love that guy! then lee decided to call up his sweetie CK to wish her a happy birthday, complete with said non clothbacks yelling the appropriate nonsense in the back. her birthday was like a week later. oops. so now we gotta get even more naked dudes and really scream our heads off i guess. happy birthday CK! whenever that may be. so when the gay got boring we watched funny youtube videos and went to sleep (after a moderately short top 40 rant) it was tight. next morning alex curt and i woke up and went to the grocery store where we met up with lee sean and justin who by some miscommunication and weirdness didn't know we were going and had the same idea. also me and sean are totally eye to eye on what song we should play next like every time. then we went to atlanta right? right.

Sweaty Heat Has Mercy...I Don't. Kablamo!

It's been really humid lately which imma attribute to our lack of blogs. sweaty heat makes me upset and lazy. ooo, i just found a great title for this blog. Btw, imma throw a quick apology out to anyone who has stepped into our van in the last couple days. mad smell, yo. anyways onto the ol' what happened and where.
it is now thursday but i guess im just to write about monday night and possibly tuesday morn, depends on how much laundry we can get done here at gordons (dans pop).
i dont remember too much about the drive to new allins, just some extremely lengthy bridges (sean and i saw an alligator in one of the swampy areas below!) and trying to get through sixty or so nrbq songs before the arrival (we did!). and speaking of arriving, that is easily what i remember most. it felt like we were driving into the heart of early 90's nwa songs. click click blah-ow. after feeling a lil scared we went into the bar, which was home to three dogs (one being a six foot rot [(also scary)]), one bartender and like two dudes. when i walked in they were all watching shrek and said that our playing the show was news to them. weee! lee found a poster outside which confirmed our suppose-d show. dan was hungry, sean was sleepy, lee was anxious, and i lost my wallet. dan and i walked up and down some streets lookin fer a food establishment, didnt find anything except lee on his skateboard(sean had found my wallet says lee). we started walkin back and lee took off then yelled, "DAN!" "DAAAAN!" he had found it! nummers!. it was a bar with some chill catfish/burger stuffs. it was okay and lee ate most of my half of the burger. i still owe him for half. sucker.
getting back, sean was still asleep and the pharmacy, who had set up the show, and asked to borrow everything but me showed up (to everyones amazement with a car full of gals) drinking a gallon of four loko. oof. oh yeah, they informed us that people dont show up til twelve or so in new allins. we watched the girls tag walls while dan and i talked to scotty who was really rad. he reminded me of coomers but not drunk(i really enjoy you too koom). show started once lee and co made a mic stand outta a broom, cinderblock and three makeout party stickers. people and doggies kept walkin in like they said they would. pretty neat. the pharmacy played pretty pop stuff and were minus one keyboardist. didnt think the nirvana song was all that bad. weee. i spilt and broke all of my drinks while setting up in this tiny bar full of people and large tables (awesome plus for having a street fighter two arcade) and then we played. i wasnt having a great time, but everyone else was getting their swag on and swaagging onto others swag. good stuff. we ended the show and took off with the boys and gals to get some beer. a cop at the store said we should live in the slums if we get rich and not buy crazy amounts of expensive stuff so the slummers dont know we are rich. it was insightful. sort of. we went to a house, dan was already there somehow and i went to the kitchen and drank on a stool while they were all screamin about fuego on the dance floor. people went to sleep rather early for stating that happenings dont happen til at least twelve. i went to the van which was a stupid mistake because i woke up drenched in more sweat than i am after a show. i also woke up to dan trying to help this older fellow out with mowing his lawn. dan was unsuccessful, which was probably better for all.
"which house is it!?" he says. I says "i remember it being the one before the stop sign." ten minutes later he is back all pissy. "ive been knocking for ten minutes!!" iz go to the house he is knocking at and tell him that this house is not the house. it also says FOR RENT next to the door. late nights are fun. so he gets a beer across the street (im starting to really enjoy colt 45) and we talk about adventures. someone else can take on this days writing task i need some more coffee. bye bye all!
love, alex.