Like a peacock feather tattoo
OUTTA THE WAY EMO KIDS! WE'LL RUN YOU OVER AND THEN YOU'LL REALLY HAVE SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT.
Saturday was the big two-shows-in-one-night thing for the T Rockets. At least, that's what we thought...
We got to the first venue, the vile Room 710, and started setting up for the eight o'clock show. Just about then, the owner came up to the band and said that he wanted us to leave because he saw that we were also booked down the street for later that night. We explained that that was sort of a booking accident - that Headhunters had called us and we didn't want to turn down a gig, blah, blah, blah, apologized and all that - but the owner was a little shit and told us to leave. Okay, what the hell ever - we said fuck it, and packed up and went and drank over at Bull McCabe's next door.
First off, the band was playing gratis - for. fucking. free. - and the dude at 710 didn't even list us on their calendar until Friday, so we weren't really sure we were playing there or not. We weren't playing Headhunters until 10:30, so there was certainly no scheduling conflict. The 710 owner just got his little panties in a wad and threw a drama queen fit at us. Maybe it was shitty to book another show on the same night, but hell, TR plays everything for FREE - so I figure it's our perogative to play whenever and wherever we want.
What made things especially fantastico is that one friend had walked into 710 at 8:30 thinking she'd see us and she said there was NOBODY in the 710 - the band that was to follow TR was playing to an EMPTY room - only the bartender, the bouncer, and thefuckerowner were in there. The rest of the TR party (20+ fans and family) was at the pub next door spending lots o'cash. HA!
Anyway, the band played their gig at Headhunters and it was most definitely the best show they've had - so it all worked out for the best. We ended up with a bunch of TR fans there: the whole O clan, FreebirdSteve and TheNewGuy each brought a bunch of people, Smurfette's pals from Houston came, DocD, the Miracle Girls, and Sunrise even braved a crooked "Click It Or Ticket" cop to drive in from San Angelo!
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BREWED WITH PURE MOUNTAIN GOAT
"I'm a short, white, balding guy with a little dick." This quote will be revisited at a later date.
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A PERFECTLY IMPERFECT REALITY AWAITS YOU
I started, or rather tried to start, watching C.S.I. last week. I freakin' HATE that show! I hate, hate, HATE it! Here's ten reasons why:
1. The "scientists" stand waaaaayyyyy too close to each other in the lab scenes.
2. The goddamn ubiquitous, "dark laboratory" scene...
3. The dramatic (and overwhelmingly silly) "Eureka gaze".
4. "Blood experiments" are kept in the food fridge and no one is castrated with a dull scalpel.
5. Regular Joes of the world: See, your stereotypes about scientists are right! They are a bunch of freakin' kooks.
6. Many "Las Vegas" scenes look remarkably California. (Forests??)
7. Squiggly colored lines = science? Hmm.
8. Hello, overacting.
9. There are three different versions of this show.
10. It's just plain dumb.
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Always,
S
Saturday was the big two-shows-in-one-night thing for the T Rockets. At least, that's what we thought...
We got to the first venue, the vile Room 710, and started setting up for the eight o'clock show. Just about then, the owner came up to the band and said that he wanted us to leave because he saw that we were also booked down the street for later that night. We explained that that was sort of a booking accident - that Headhunters had called us and we didn't want to turn down a gig, blah, blah, blah, apologized and all that - but the owner was a little shit and told us to leave. Okay, what the hell ever - we said fuck it, and packed up and went and drank over at Bull McCabe's next door.
First off, the band was playing gratis - for. fucking. free. - and the dude at 710 didn't even list us on their calendar until Friday, so we weren't really sure we were playing there or not. We weren't playing Headhunters until 10:30, so there was certainly no scheduling conflict. The 710 owner just got his little panties in a wad and threw a drama queen fit at us. Maybe it was shitty to book another show on the same night, but hell, TR plays everything for FREE - so I figure it's our perogative to play whenever and wherever we want.
What made things especially fantastico is that one friend had walked into 710 at 8:30 thinking she'd see us and she said there was NOBODY in the 710 - the band that was to follow TR was playing to an EMPTY room - only the bartender, the bouncer, and the
Anyway, the band played their gig at Headhunters and it was most definitely the best show they've had - so it all worked out for the best. We ended up with a bunch of TR fans there: the whole O clan, FreebirdSteve and TheNewGuy each brought a bunch of people, Smurfette's pals from Houston came, DocD, the Miracle Girls, and Sunrise even braved a crooked "Click It Or Ticket" cop to drive in from San Angelo!
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BREWED WITH PURE MOUNTAIN GOAT
"I'm a short, white, balding guy with a little dick." This quote will be revisited at a later date.
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A PERFECTLY IMPERFECT REALITY AWAITS YOU
I started, or rather tried to start, watching C.S.I. last week. I freakin' HATE that show! I hate, hate, HATE it! Here's ten reasons why:
1. The "scientists" stand waaaaayyyyy too close to each other in the lab scenes.
2. The goddamn ubiquitous, "dark laboratory" scene...
3. The dramatic (and overwhelmingly silly) "Eureka gaze".
4. "Blood experiments" are kept in the food fridge and no one is castrated with a dull scalpel.
5. Regular Joes of the world: See, your stereotypes about scientists are right! They are a bunch of freakin' kooks.
6. Many "Las Vegas" scenes look remarkably California. (Forests??)
7. Squiggly colored lines = science? Hmm.
8. Hello, overacting.
9. There are three different versions of this show.
10. It's just plain dumb.
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Always,
S
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