Note to self…
July 2, 2008
NEVER mix cough medicine, queludes, sailor jerry’s, and a live worship recording EVER again…
I swear…
June 29, 2008
If Jimmy plays another Dokken lick in the middle of one of my songs its his ass. We have all heard “Dream Warriors” but we would like to forget it.
Seriously.
Are you kidding me?!?!
June 29, 2008
Ok, people…
We are here at this camp in the butt crack of Missouri. It has been quite a ride already. It all started out when Bush decided it would be a great idea to not shower for what had to be at least a week before making the long drive in the heat of summer. Either he was used to the smell or has no sense of it left. It is foul. I swear I thought I was going to puke at least twice during sound check and it is a big stage. Speaking of puking… They totally screwed up our writer. I don’t know what kind of “standards” they have here but they are obviously low. We ask for quality (better than Schlitz) beer to be waiting for us, cold. We get here and there is a case of moderately chilled Milwaukee’s Best. Why don’t you just leave us some pabst too??? And dude… The girs here are some of the ugliest I have seen at a camp in a long time. I don’t know if it has anyhting to do with us being in a remote part of the ozarks, but, damn.
A. I.
