#slam dinner

Wednesday, March 12, 2014, at the Black Sheep Cafe: Runaway Brother runawaybrother.bandcamp.com The Ground Is Lava thegroundislava.bandcamp.com Slam Dinner (nothing, sorry chumps) Looming looming.bandcamp.com

God damn. I wish that would've been on a weekend. That was so awesome. Every fucking band killed it, and Slam Dinner got a lot of props and praise, and even a couple people said they really liked my voice!

Pick me up by the train tracks. Drive west until the road widens. Don't stop until you see smoke. I fucked up; I lied to myself today, I pretended I didn't see what I thought I did.

It's like trying to fall asleep when you're restless. Count mile markers like sheep. It never works.

It must be the way I operate, Under a false sense of control, Like that blister will go away if you keep trying to pop it. Like the TV will be fixed if you smash a hammer through the screen. But if you have to prove to someone That you can have your way That you can manipulate your destiny Then I guess you're probably wrong.

After all, it's hard to feel hopeless When everyone else knows you already are.

I haven’t shared much on here larely, but I guess to recap, I went out east to visit family. That was fairly uneventful, but ever since I got back have been doing but music stuff, which in all honesty is a dream come true.

I played 5 shows with Soap Scum, three of which were in places I haven’t played before. All the shows went well; Chicago’s venue was easily the punkest place to ever play. It was called the Technodrome and was essentially just a wide open 2nd story of a warehouse. There was a toilet seat astray that Brian wore like a necklace while we played. Saint Louis was in a bar with some young punk rockers and Animal Teeth, and Milwaukee was really fucking cold, but Failed Mutation ruled, and their bassist took me and Kowabunga! Kid to a Whole Foods before we played. The two shows at home were both fantastic; new year’s saw fireworks, and two nights ago saw trash cans flying through the air. Classic Soap Scum. Plus Asthma blew me away; way to go guys. Filthwave 2014.

I’ve started work on Slam Dinner’s demo. That should be done within the next two weeks if I can get my damn mic to work.

Meredosia is also recording right before I go back for break. That should be fun; from what I was told, it’s a full-length, with 6 to 9 songs. Soap Scum is recording as well: a cover of Kick Out the Jams for Jake Mott’s first release on his new label Kuloolu Records, a comp of regional bands covering Presidents of the United States of America.

Before I go back to school, I have a show with Meredosia, with Wolf Luv filling in on guitar, and also a solo set. I also will be reading poetry and submitting art for the art show that coincides with the grand opening of Dumb Records, a store I could say I’ve had a small part in helping out with.

Right after 2nd semester begins, Slam Dinner has one more show before going through a complete overhaul in time for another show with Aviator and Our Lady in February.

Also, I think I just joined a band called I’m Dead Inside.