10.03.04 - 11:38 AM, Denver, CO
LUNCH
DINNER
10.03.2004
10.02.2004
10.02.04 - 11:48 AM, Denver, Colorado
The Kansas City show was kind of weird. It was in a building where the cats appeared to have taken over the place. I thought it was an awesome venue at first but then when I walked around the town and saw that everything had been closed for what seemed like YEARS I started to become a little wary. The only thing open was the gay bar next door where James Lynch and James Brown told JT and I we could get a free shot 'cause we were playing next door. Turns out this was just a trick to make straight people go into a gay bar. Whoop-de-shit. The bartender understood and gave us our shots for free and I got to watch the debates with a bunch of people who had a LOT invested in the outcome of this election. I cracked open my can of Bush's Baked Beans and the bartender (nicest dude ever) gave me plastic forks and chips to dip in the beans. Everyone in that bar was real nice but once the debates were done I figured I should take my can of baked beans back to the show.
We got onto the stage and after the first two songs we realized that the vocals just weren't working very well. Turns out the PA blew, like, immediately so it was a very strange show filled with us trying to play but not quite pulling it off. When the night ended we had a chromatic tuner stolen from us which if any of you guys see it, PLEASE notify us so we can get it back. We are doing the rest of our tour out of tune if you do not.
We went to waffle house where my mixture of whiskey and beans exacted its revenge. Then we got a motel with James Brown and slept like fuckin' babies/took their pillows in the morning. When we woke up I realized that my legs and arms didn't work anymore. James Lynch later informed me that he thought it'd be funny if he didn't tell me to stretch before going on the jet-ski and get me really freaked out 'cause my legs didn't work. I suppose it was.
IF ANYONE HAS NEVER DRIVEN ACROSS THE STATE OF KANSAS HERE IS AN ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF IT:
I expected at some point to see a car or a building or SOMETHING. But there wasn't SHIT. Even the exits we pulled off at because there were signs for gas, the gas stations had been abandoned and broken. After a 9 hour drive of nothing at all (except the gas station that gave us free popcorn with a fill up in Colorado), we got to the 15th Street Tavern and they told us we all got a free pitcher each. The thing I forgot though is that you get fucked up waaaay quicker when you're in Colorado because you are a mile-high and the air is way thinner up here. Needless to say, I wore a dress on stage and tore it off mid song and played in my underwear. It was kind of a strange night being that it was a twenty-one and up crowd, but we still had a blast. We stayed at Belfast Carbomb's house and I realized this after stumbling out of the van this morning, well-rested and hangover-free but still broken-legged.
The Kansas City show was kind of weird. It was in a building where the cats appeared to have taken over the place. I thought it was an awesome venue at first but then when I walked around the town and saw that everything had been closed for what seemed like YEARS I started to become a little wary. The only thing open was the gay bar next door where James Lynch and James Brown told JT and I we could get a free shot 'cause we were playing next door. Turns out this was just a trick to make straight people go into a gay bar. Whoop-de-shit. The bartender understood and gave us our shots for free and I got to watch the debates with a bunch of people who had a LOT invested in the outcome of this election. I cracked open my can of Bush's Baked Beans and the bartender (nicest dude ever) gave me plastic forks and chips to dip in the beans. Everyone in that bar was real nice but once the debates were done I figured I should take my can of baked beans back to the show.
We got onto the stage and after the first two songs we realized that the vocals just weren't working very well. Turns out the PA blew, like, immediately so it was a very strange show filled with us trying to play but not quite pulling it off. When the night ended we had a chromatic tuner stolen from us which if any of you guys see it, PLEASE notify us so we can get it back. We are doing the rest of our tour out of tune if you do not.
We went to waffle house where my mixture of whiskey and beans exacted its revenge. Then we got a motel with James Brown and slept like fuckin' babies/took their pillows in the morning. When we woke up I realized that my legs and arms didn't work anymore. James Lynch later informed me that he thought it'd be funny if he didn't tell me to stretch before going on the jet-ski and get me really freaked out 'cause my legs didn't work. I suppose it was.
IF ANYONE HAS NEVER DRIVEN ACROSS THE STATE OF KANSAS HERE IS AN ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF IT:
I expected at some point to see a car or a building or SOMETHING. But there wasn't SHIT. Even the exits we pulled off at because there were signs for gas, the gas stations had been abandoned and broken. After a 9 hour drive of nothing at all (except the gas station that gave us free popcorn with a fill up in Colorado), we got to the 15th Street Tavern and they told us we all got a free pitcher each. The thing I forgot though is that you get fucked up waaaay quicker when you're in Colorado because you are a mile-high and the air is way thinner up here. Needless to say, I wore a dress on stage and tore it off mid song and played in my underwear. It was kind of a strange night being that it was a twenty-one and up crowd, but we still had a blast. We stayed at Belfast Carbomb's house and I realized this after stumbling out of the van this morning, well-rested and hangover-free but still broken-legged.
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