It’s really hard to disconnect from stuff and just write about it. Like, put it down in words that make sense and follow some kind of time-frame kinda thing in rough order. I guess I’d had it coming for a while. Too big for my boots and too in love with myself to see the obvious truth. That truth being that I was a twat. We had been in the studio for a few hours, I had been steadily and stealthily sucking back tequila like it was going out of fashion (Ironically, it was me, and not the tequila that would soon go out of fashion). Lets get one thing straight first ok? I am nuts, certifiable most of the time. I think we all are, but some of you hide it better than others. Anyway, I think we had been rehearsing for some “Battle of The Bands” kinda deal, I think they are stupid, but we can talk about that another day. The local “B-net” station was running it and it promised to be a big one for us. I was meeting a mate for drinks after the practice and continued to get drunker and drunker in anticipation. That she didn't turn up is of no real consequence. I'm sure I would have garnered her with a crappy evening of watching me get drunk followed by an inadequate attempt at seducing her, big ups to her for side-stepping THAT little pleasure! I waited tho, I waited and partook in the mexican juice of insanity. I hear it contains elements of speed or something, is that true? ANYWAY, I fanally gave up hope of her coming and wandered into town. I think it was a Wednesday or something so it was pretty quiet, just me and some drunks, the ravers and apartment dwellers were probably around somewhere but who really notices them anymore? I continued to get pissed, propping up the bar of one seedy shithole after another. By the time I was ready to go home I think I must have been close to alcohol induced “Critical Mass” because what followed were not the actions of a sane person… This song is called “On My Back”.
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St Lucy, Like it. What part of our ...
St Lucy, Like it.
What part of our mind is operating on those nights when you don't remember anything, yet still somehow physically function. Is it all instinct by that point in time?
$20 of unleaded, thanks. I saw St ...
$20 of unleaded, thanks.
I saw St Lucy play this (and other songs) on Saturday night. It was great. The whole audience joined in on backing vocals - and it wasn't just a bunch of drunk people doing drunk people singing, there were actually really good singers there so it sounded fucking choice.
Which reminds me...
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