December 2009
20 posts
Tonight, I’m partying with my best friends. I have rather large bucket ready, in the back garden, overflowing with freezing cold bottles of beer. Smashing.
2009, you are/were a jerk.
2010, I can see you. What’s up?
It’s 3:43am. Send me to sleep.
I’m not ill anymore, i feel alive today.
This time last year, everything was so fucked and dismal. This time around, my mum is well and everyone is so happy, it rules. Merry Christmas.
We were meant to play a show tonight but we had to pull out because I’m stupidly ill. I can’t shake this off. Whilst everyone’s still gone to the show and is partying, I find myself listening to the final words of the infamous, Jim Jones. How morbid. Listen, below.
http://extra.listverse.com/amazon/music/jones.mp3
I’m about to go to bed. I’m listening to this.
Ólafur Arnalds is a genius. Tomorrow will be awesome. Goodnight world.
Demo 2009 / Debut 7"
crossbreaker:
Here’s our 2009 Demo. These three tracks are the only songs that we have recorded to date, they were recorded in the latter part of August with Nic Smalls @ Terra Firma, Newport. http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=09c0a23c74fb5d00ab1eab3e9fa335ca56931e07b898f464 We’re recording a few songs next month at The Arches, Cardiff, for our debut split 7” with some good friends of ours....
Pulling Teeth’s Paranoid Delusions/Paranoid Illusions, was one of my favourite records of 2009. You should watch this:
http://hate5six.com/player.php?album=119413#
Yesterday we travelled up to Nottingham to play a show, Wiretap were also playing so we travelled in convoy. Before the show, we went to check out Hooters, apparently the Nottingham one is the only Hooters in the United Kingdom? I need not explain our Hooters experience, you know it’s good. The show was rad, we had a few technical issues (again) but what can you do? Never Again played/ruled,...
I have no money, just 18 beers. Maybe everything is going tit’s up around me, maybe it isn’t. Maybe I’m just being miserable and looking at things in the worst possible way, maybe I’m being realistic.
I’m seeing Thrice again next month, that’s something to look forward to. Last time I saw Thrice I cried, no homo. Watch this:
Why do people use this website in such an ostentatious manor? I shouldn’t give a toss about pretentious people, no one should, but they always manage to annoy me.
I’m ill again and I need to fix my bed, cool.
Come into my heart I am open I am torn apart I am naked And I am impure I am sexless I am foul And I am ignorant And I am hateful
Now That’s What I Call Xmas is grinding me down. I enjoy this time of year, but the relentless repetition of the same mind numbing musical numbers really does get on my tits.
Embrace my festive cheer.
Monday’s show was amazing. Gallows, Trash Talk & Sharks especially, smashed it. My dad came down to catch us for the first time, love. After the show, we moved onto LePub with the dudes from the other bands and all of our mates, to consume a lot of beer. We did a good job of doing so. Success.
Yo. I can’t sleep. I’ve had an awesome weekend and tomorrow’s show should follow suit. Tegan & Sara rule.
I arrived home from Ireland last night. Dublin is beautiful. It was really cold, colder than it is back here, but at least I was freezing in an amazing place. We played two awesome shows and drank a lot of beer. Saturday, we partied hard after the show, with expensive beer in a smelly club whilst watching the best Metallica tribute band. Everybody needs that city and the people I met there in...