I just deleted the FUCK out of a big long thing about everything.
Easily summed up in a few little slices. Delicious!
Realization 1: Real conversations win every time. I would like to talk more. And argue more. And agree more. And be left with nothing more to say…more.
Realization 2: It’s terrifying that we might be entering into world war three soon. I live in a very large metropolitan area and will probably be vaporized. I must live accordingly.
Realization 3: Nobody, myself included, is as smart as they pretend to be, or would like to be perceived as.
Realization 4: People who define themselves by how they prefer to have sex are a little silly.
Realization 5: Intelligence is not how much you know, but how well you utilize it. You can’t stop at hiding behind your degrees, and the books you’ve read. You must reinterpret, rebuild and propel. I fear that most of my generation is failing to understand this, and are swiftly becoming recording devices with really arrogant playback functions.
Realization 6: Undercooked chicken is very dangerous.
Realization 7: As often as possible, you must shut up.
and finally, Realization 8: There are a few things that are as big a deal as they seem, whether good, or bad. Those things are: All out war, Marshall Law, The complete disregard of our constitution, bullshit social consciousness, candy, fresh vegetables, being generally decent because you’d like to be, not because you feel you have to be and honesty. All else is only important-per-situation.
Nix was all “YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE” and then I was all four hours latered and now I’m thoroughly entertained and spooked.
I hope to somehow make music for them.
Countless hundreds pay countless hundreds to support the career of a known pedophile.
A SIMPLE GUIDEUE ON BECKOMING A HAWK.
Good jobif you are already a hawk.
Stepone: Go to sleep.
Step two: Wake up like it’s normal,
Step thrre: Go to a place where you can run very fast for a very long time
4: Do it.
Step fi:ve when you feel fast enough … leap
STEP SIX LAST STEP: be hawk.
gratulate. you are hawk.
Tip[s provided by Candy John and chocolate ghost.
BONUSS TIPP: DON’T FOCUS ON QUANTITY.
THIS HOW ONE BE ARTIST. DON’T THE FOLLOWING:
BONUSS TIPP: SLOWWWWWWWW DOWWWWWWN.
IAN (chocolate ghost.)
ALL FACTS PROVIDED BY; Quentin Sothby’s Calamital Almanac and Word Distributorarioritumnasium.
THE FOLLOWING ARE ALL TRUE:
The immense amount of annoyed anguish that explodes inside of my soul/brain/essence/heart/whatever when some brat complains that a “punk show” is too expensive (i.e: EIGHT DOLLARS) could probably provide energy to entire galaxies for centuries.
One must understand that not every space is occupied and operated by people with trust funds. A few spaces maintain themselves based entirely on a concept known only as; “earned money” (Typically, proof of this concept comes via a process called; “Having an actual job.”). Occasionally, the residents in the less..uh…fortunate spaces might like to clean up after you, or replace things you broke/stole. Every once in a while, we like to eat some food, too. I know, it’s strange to consider, but it happens. Sometimes, we have to get to work, too. Often, that can cost money.
Please, keep in mind that OF COURSE, the touring bands are ALWAYS a priority. Most of the time, a show only makes enough to *just* scratch by, making sure the touring band can eat and get to their next show. When that happens we are happy to give every cent we can (and almost always give from our own pockets as well.) to ensure that the beautiful people who provide us with heavenly sounds don’t: Hate us. Die. Have to relocate to Chicago for the rest of the year.
However, when you do fill our space to it’s legal capacity (A LOT Hundred. Our space is pretty big.) to come see one or all of the six bands you’ll actually come to see (typically all at one show), we find it more than easy to provide the touring band(s) with more than enough money to ensure their survival (barring any major natural disasters) and often have a decent amount ($20-$30) left afterwards. Usually, the local acts are not interested in taking it, for various reasons. So, when this most fortunate event should occur, we might be inclined to keep it. Usually because one of you shit on our bathroom floor (an actual event that has happened in my home more than once.) or carved something into our table, or stole an ipod or all of our phone chargers (this has also happened a good handful of times) or maybe you spilled beer all over everything. You aren’t even supposed to have beer here. What the fuck is wrong with you?
Beyond that, there is often the possibility that we *know* a touring band is ESPECIALLY strapped, and has had some shit luck. Because of this, we might ask you to give a little more. If you can’t, that’s fine, please inform us respectfully and enjoy the show.
Is this making sense? Should I use more ironic buzz-words? YOLO SWAG HASHTAG BOI PIZZA VEGAN. Okay..moving on…
No, we are not “in it for the money”, stupid. If we were into anything for “the money” we would not have selected operating a super-hip DIY space as our particular pursuit. Personally, I would have picked “Ice-Cream Space Man Batman” and then figured out exactly what that would be.
We appreciate your attendance, and your fervent support of those six bands. We appreciate it a lot. That said, the next time we maybe bump our loosely suggested donation up a few bucks from the usual five consider the circumstances stated above. Consider whether or not eight dollars is truly an atrocity upon all living things, or if you’ve maybe become a *little* too focused on making sure everybody knows how committed you are to whatever subculture you’ve selected to emulate.
If all of this proves too difficult for you to grasp, feel free to express your displeasure but don’t expect a kind response.
Also, if you decide to still come to the show, please don’t shit on our floor.