Insomnia, A Dead Guitarist, And a Roof Over My Head |
Sleep. Thats all I want. Thats not too much to ask, is it? Its 10:27 am and Im still awake from yesterday. What the fuck? Im tired as shit, I just cant sleep. The ironic part is that in another life I...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 07:24:00 GMT |
Where Did All The Benches Go? Part 2 |
Theyre back! And all laqured and shiney! What a great day to be a wage slave!
Posted by on Sun, 23 Oct 2005 10:41:00 GMT |
Where did all the benches go? |
I work as a wage slave in downtown DC. One of the few highlights of my otherwise dreary workdays used to be sitting on one of the two benches outside of the building I work in as I enjoy a coffe and a...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Oct 2005 20:48:00 GMT |
Planes Mistaken For Stars at the Ottobar, Baltimore |
Planes Mistaken for Fuckin Stars. Fuck yes! The live PMFS expirence is like a swift kick in the nutsack that hurts so good it leaves you saying, "Thank you sir. May I have another?" Yeah. Thats a com...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Aug 2005 20:27:00 GMT |
Gogol Bordello and Throw Rag at the Black Cat |
The Black Cats collective ass was whipped tonight let me tell Ya. First up was was Throw Rag With their unique brand of so-cal street punk complete with washboard. This performance was rather short a...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 21:35:00 GMT |
