if you like no talent jerkoffs, yer in the right place.
someone introduced me to booze, smoke and the band rosa on plan-it-x. that's about the end of the story.
sometimes. it's a rare occurrence. venues don't like to book me. i can't play live sober. it freaks me out. i like getting fucked up and playing in front of people. it opens me up and lets me say what i want to the audience; including swearing them all to hell. i've fallen off stage. i forget lyrics. people pass around joints to smoke with whoever i'm playin' with at the time. i romanticize those sorts of things.
captain chaos, rosa, daniel johnston, ghost mice, johnny hobo, wingnut dishwashers union, pat the bunny, asking for it, the anorexic olsen twin
some shitty six string i bought for 10 bucks at a yard sale.
surprise, surprise, right in yer eyes.