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im not sure if i really have a need to use this anymore...except to ask people if they've got an extra hallowmas ticket, or want to bring me to said show. any takers?
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[04 Sep 2006|02:31am] |
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i heard it's labor day. we're totally fucked anyway.
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[30 Aug 2006|07:24pm] |
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i can't wait for the rain to end. i hate having the end of summer be so unseasonably cold. so im doing this online radio thing tonight where my bands getting interviewed. seeing how the last interview went, i hope this one goes a bit better. what's worse, is that i think it might just be me, burry, shane, and one or two others. that's the "quiet" side of the band. either way, i plan on sitting off to the side, playing tetris. best game ever.
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[06 Aug 2006|01:07pm] |
so i never update this anymore, because im always so busy, that when i try to think about my days, they're just meld into one long blur of music, working, smoking, and such. i don't even know what i do, but i do so much of it, that before i know it, its two or three in the morning, and im just pulling back up to my house.
so what really made me post here, is this:
if you're not doing anything on wedsneday night, please come to pt pleasant beach for our cd release party. its also our first real headlining show. once we get everything packaged, we'll be selling them online at our new merchdirect.net store. i think were the first unsigned band to ever be accepted into their roster. its pretty rad, cause this means that thousands upon thousands of kids a day will see our band's online store next to brand new, fall out boy, taking back sunday, glassjaw, and blue oyster cult. kids in brazil can order our merch if they wanted to. really, they don't carry bands that don't tour, and for shane to land this for us, its huge.
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[21 Jul 2006|03:06am] |
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a scanner darkly is probably the worst movie i've ever had to sit through in a theatre. i guess i should have known better before i decided to sit through a movie full of drug addled b-list superstars acting like drug addled b-list superstars...seven years in the future.
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[17 Jul 2006|11:07pm] |
so i knew yesterday was going to be the best day ever when i walked out to my car to find a note under my windshield wiper that said, "cheech, you rock!" and it had a bunch of hearts and 2 kisses on it. it got good when i ate a crazy meal next to members of reel big fish and mxpx. it got better when we played a set in front of upwards of somewhere around 3000 people. it was unreal how many people came over to watch our set. maybe 4 times the size of our bamboozle crowd, i don't even know. it was definetly the biggest crowd we've ever played to though.
i got an even better surprise this morning when i got an im from my buddy craig. apparently the guy from blender that interviewed me at bamboozle actually put awful waffle's name in the article. so if you manage to see a copy floating around, the new one with owen wilson on the cover, flip over to page 90 to check it out.
"But Bamboozle is teeming with bands that are bigger than their third-tier timeslots. Now that MySpace and PureVolume have made even the most unknown artists just a mouse-click away, it's as easy for a high-school ska-punk band like Awful Waffle to build word-of-mouth as it is for a major-label act like All-American Rejects."
so i guess in a roundabout way, they say we could be the next All American Rejects. whatever dude, pee wee is on and he's pogoing with the punk rockers.
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[09 Jul 2006|01:20am] |
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so when i think my night can't get any worse, i come home to remember i bought the futurama season four dvd set today. then, i remembered how i pretty much rule.
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[21 Jun 2006|12:50am] |
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today, i spent my afternoon reliving childhood memories of slip n sliding, trying to make whirlpools by having a group of kids spin around real fast in a pool, eating ice cream, playing marco polo, and sliding down 20 foot inflatable waterslides. i bet my day was better than yours.
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[12 Jun 2006|07:27pm] |
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this weekend was one of the best weekends ever. the show on friday seemed to go over really well, i had alot of fun. our semi charmed life cover, only practiced twice i might add, was pretty well received too. i can't wait to play again on the 24th. hopefully my amp will be ready by then too. we just got another show offer on july 5th, at the south river american legion, i hope we can play it.
choking victim was rad, but certain things stza was saying came off really hypocritical. as much as i enjoy his music, he said alot of things that i just don't agree with. inferno came on for a bit, somewhat. apparently it was jacks birthday too. i saw alot of people i haven't seen around in a while, and ended up on the path with the kid that we all saw having sex in the bathroom stall in the mens room (the doors in the bathrooms in tompkins square park don't have doors). also, if anyone knows exactly where the elephant statue from die hard with a vengeance is, inside of the park itself, tell me. i try to find it every time i go, but the only thing i ever find is an endless assortment random alcoholic beverages to consume. we were drinking all day, from the start of the path train ride to the end of the concert. 40's, rum, vodka, some delicious cider, pbr, it was quite the drinking day, which brings me to this. such as we have slip and slide tuesdays and sober up mondays, i now propose, "drunk in the city" wedsnedays. im gonna find a way to theme every day this summer so that ill never be bored, wether it be slip and sliding in a graveyard, or getting soused in central park, im gonna make sure i spend most of my days this summer, out of the house.
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[05 Jun 2006|08:02pm] |
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im so glad im home. i've been running around non stop since thursday afternoon, and today's been the first day i've really had a chance to sit around, which works out good for me, cause i didn't sleep too well last night.
word around the campfire, is that 6/6/06 is the day that kids with emo haircuts are supposed to get punched in the face, but for kids like me, asian kids, who have no choice to have emo hair, what are we to do? it doesn't help that some of the dye i put in my hair almost two years ago still isn't out. on the very front of my hair, there's a big patch on both sides that is all orangey-blonde. you couldn't notice it unless you looked, but since i was outside in the sun all in florida, it made it stick out like a sore thumb. i don't know why its there, but it just is. so if you see me tomorrow, please don't punch me in the face.
there's nothing more appealing to me right now, than ingesting copious amounts of illegal substances and slip and sliding in a graveyard on 666 day. call me morbid, but damn if there's something more stress relieving than reliving an old childhood love in what might be the most taboo place to do it. lucky me, that my bands weekly tradition, "slip and slide tuesday" also falls on the same day.
graveyards + slip and slide = fun fun fun.
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[03 Jun 2006|12:55pm] |
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not even illness can stop the machine that i've become. one bottle of pepto bismol later, im back on my feet again. it sucks cause i couldn't go to the show at bloomfield last night, but instead i went to steve's apartment to hear the new unmixed versions of the songs. wow. never before have i been so excited to have someone hear something i wrote. people are either gonna be like, this is really really rad, or they're just gonna be like, this is the most self indulgent, lamest thing i've ever heard. im sticking with the former.
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[02 Jun 2006|06:42pm] |
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so yeah, i get home, and BANG! i get a stomach virus. after everyone left, i went to sleep, woke up at 3, and haven't stopped throwing up since then. at least im throwing up at home.
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[31 May 2006|02:48pm] |
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so florida came and went. sorry if we didn't get to hang out or anything, i really don't know what happened with some of the plans i tried to make. im still convinced that this state sucks. not even the state itself, but the lifestyle that it brings. i can't sit around and try to pretend i enjoy sitting around a starbucks, wondering what kids i know will stop by today (no offense). anyone who knows me, knows that im always up and moving around somewhere. im rarely ever at home, let alone in town, and when i am, i rarely ever just sit around my house, lounging around like i do here.
i don't mean to sound upset with my time, i really did have a fun time. i met some really fantastic people, and spent some time with kids that i never thought id see again, which was really great to do. orlando was the pinnacle of my trip, however. sea world was fantastic. i can now say i hate shamu...bring on the sea lions. easily the best part of sea world. shamu is an overrated orca, but i can't blame him for not wanting to perform that day, he was just horny. i kid you not. the reason the whales couldn't perform that day, was because they wanted to have sex. shit, if i was forced to do 6 shows a day for a bunch of little whiny kids and stoner teens, id get a bit lonely too.
tna wrestling made my day. im not really into professional wrestling as i was as a child anymore, but holy shit. words can not express how impressed i was with their performances. that pyro was no joke. i was about 10 feet away from it and it sounds like a fucking bomb goes off. when you're burnt out from smoking, it kills your fucking ears. oh yeah, and my childhood dreams came true, as the tapings were held in the old nickelodeon sound stages. i have to be back there in 2042, when they finally open the old nickelodeon time capsule. someone remind me in thirty six years, please. oh, and if you're interested, for the next three weeks, tune into spike tv at 11 pm on thursday nights, cause me and shane will be on tv. we were right on the barricade next to the entrance ramp with the one screen above it. i think on tv its on the right side of the ring.
so i should be home tomorrow night. i might show up at the show on friday if i can get the scratch up to afford it. as far as im concerned, my summer starts tomorrow. i hope its as good, if not better, than last summer. i wrote alot while i had some down time here, and i hope to try to record soon after i get up. its not really fitting for awful waffle, but its gonna be me doing everything, from the arrangements, to guitar, to bass, to drums, to keys, to anything other kind of instrument i can get my hands on. ill see how it goes i guess. my goal is to have it done by rbf, but knowing my work ethic, it wont get done till the toasters show. i guess ill see how it goes.
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[27 May 2006|11:03pm] |
tomorrow = blunts and sea world.
you can't tell me that dreams don't come true.
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[27 May 2006|04:11pm] |
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schedule is as follows:
saturday: build grav, watch old wrestling dvds, x men 3
sunday: SEA WORLD, gonna smoke a blunt with shamu.
monday: TNA WRESTLING, gonna be on tv
orlando gets a thumbs up.
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[25 May 2006|10:36pm] |
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positive inverts towards negative. i don't like the concept of time. it's just baffling to think that what i may consider to be a second in time, can feel like an minute to someone else, and vice versa. furthermore, can there be a real definition of time? sixty minutes = one hour, though sometimes minutes alone can feel like hours. hours sometimes can feel like weeks, which in turn, to your significant other, can feel like months, but to their father, can feel like fifteen minutes. fuck time, were infinite.
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[23 May 2006|08:47pm] |
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i can't help but hate it here. coming back only made me realize how much i can't stand this place. nothing against the few friends i still have here, but i can't do it. when you come from a lifestyle where you're running around constantly from the moment you wake up, to the moment you go to sleep, to a lifestyle where you sit around all day because the entire town shuts down at 8 pm, it's fucking miserable. the weather's been cloudy since i got here, it's nothing but hot and muggy, and i've only got jeans.
im trying however, to look at the positive. arielle showed me the new anathallo album, which i haven't been able to stop listening to since i got here. also, the new vcr album is being streamed, which i really enjoy alot. i didn't even know their new cd came out, so i need to pick it up. i've also learned to love the act of smoking pot in hot tubs. waking up, and taking a grav out of a volcanoing hot tub is an experience that all should experience at least three times in their lives.
so i think i might be fucked out of 40 bucks. long story short, ill be alot more careful with who i give my money to from now on. i usually see myself as a very trustworthy person, but lately, i dunno what the fuck has been going on, as i seem to be repeatedly getting fucked over...monetarily speaking, at least.
i hope things work out for us with the catch 22 show, although i can't help but wrack my fucking head over it, cause we'd have to sell a fucking shitload of tickets probably, when were just going to be swamped with selling for rbf. they emailed us telling us that we were on tap for this show, and would be confirmed shortly. i really don't like getting booked on these kinds of shows so close to one another, as they really put a fucking vice grip on your balls with ticket sales. as cool as i think it'd be to open this show, and i know we'd get some great exposure from it, i don't want to have the pressure of knowing that we're going to have to sell 100+ tickets.
i can't wait till june 1st. i can come home, shane may be back soon, i get to play shows again, and i can quit worrying about what the fuck im going to do down here.
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[19 May 2006|07:56pm] |
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on sunday, im coming down to florida until the 1st of june. itd be nice to see some of you guys while im down. any takers?
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[17 May 2006|07:31pm] |
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i've done it. i've attained the highest goal i set for myself as a musician. on july 16th, awful waffle is opening for reel big fish at starland ballroom. for those that don't know, reel big fish was one of the first bands that i ever got into, back in 2nd and 3rd grade. their performance of "sell out" on the mtv sports and music festival made me want to pick up a guitar. ironic, right?
i don't know where to go from here. there's really no other things that i can say that i want to achieve, other than opening for reel big fish. how many kids can say that they opened up for the two most important bands of their childhood and adulthood in a span of 2 months? yeah, right. i've spent my whole day so far trying to figure out where the fuck im supposed to go from here, cause as far as im concerned, i've reached far and beyond anything i've ever hoped of achieving. ever.
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[16 May 2006|10:31am] |
if the last few days is anything like how summer is going to be this year, im pretty excited. i spent the last few days partying and eating rad food, along with hanging out with the rest of the band, amongst other cool people.
friday started off good, it ended good. i was successful in bringing my car back to plp and not having it be fucking dismantled or something after i played my set. i saw alot of kids i didn't expect there, albeit, in hindsight, they were there for stupid fucking reasons. oh well. can't teach an old dog new tricks, i guess.
saturday was pretty fun, although it shouldn't have been. chubby's was so lame. to give you an example of how poorly it was run, i was given a half hour interval of when we might go on, not given how long our set was, and was "cut" by another band, when we thought we were going on. also, when we asked how much longer we had left, cause we already went through 6 songs, we looked up to find that there was no sound guy in the booth. however, we made up for it afterwards, hanging out at the park and later on at night, when we had our own band party.
this week is gonna be rad. im working a bit, then on saturday, a-dub is playing the surf club teen night. if you're 18 or under, i implore you...please come to the surf club and watch us attempt to entertain the haircuts and belly shirts of hundreds of jaded teens. then on sunday, im flying down to florida for 11 days. if anyones gonna be in the area, and wants to hang out between the 21st and the 1st of june, let me know, cause im gonna be bored as hell.
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