We got added last minute to our friend Tina's birthday party/cake wrestling extravaganza. If you missed it, you're an asshole with no sense of self or priority. If you were there, you are probably reaping the benefits of living a life of pure mental carnage(a good thing), brought upon oneself through partying that Andrew WK couldn't even imagine.
Lots of energy. So much so, I busted a nut(my Les Paul is in the shop as we speak, getting the nut replaced) on stage. Awkward experience to have happen the first song into the set, but it's the trials that make us who we are. We persevered, and Jasta would've been proud.
What else? We're on the hunt for a bassist. With Josh for really real being gone, we need someone who is dedicated(other bands are fine, of course), has a suitable rig(not to be size queens, but seriously, we are), and is into contributing in songwriting. These are attractive qualities to have, and we will not only want to play with you, but you may be invited back for the next round, and ultimately you will be able to marry Graham(see next season's 'The Bachelor').
So, prepare yourselves, and remember, Graham prefers a lady in red.
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