The GliTCHed set came off pretty well. I have no complaints, it simply went smoothly as it should. Got lots of compliment on it -"Yeah, you guys just keep getting better..." stuff, which is nice to hear but not entirely trustworthy coming from drunk people. Still, I always appreciate hearing it. Thanks. One gal offered to manage us - "If you want somebody to manage you who isn't just trying to f*ck one of your band members..."

Nice... that's a winning and businesslike sales pitch. Let me think it over, ok? Maybe it'll sound better when we're both sober.

Pat & Brent of Blatant Disregard

Really it was just a bunch of pushing and shoving, no big deal. No cops. One minor nosebleed. Security handled it well.

The headliner, Blatant Disregard was on-stage by that time and these guys were pretty brutal - a bit of Incubus/Deicide/Deftones mish-mash but somehow done without being derivative. Interesting. They mixed up their set with a percussion interlude in the middle with a set of bongos. Very moody, atmospheric and Sepultura-esque. We'd seen them earlier in the day when they performed outdoors at Sound Attitude Records just by Hwy 99. They're a pretty awesome band, I'm almost surprised their aren't HUGE all over the state because they're way better -in their own way- than bands like the Council. And I like the Council, so take that for what it's worth.

More Blatant Disregard

And then came the afterparty at our rehearsal pad - and things got really nuts. All the guys from both Imperial Youth and Blatant Disregard stopped by. Even ex-strippers started showing up and trying to show off their moves - some not too successfully.

Yet again. nIiiCe.... and painful. One poor gal injured her knee in the process.

Guess what people - too much alcohol makes you STUPID - just thought you aughta know. Sometimes I forget too, but it's usually pretty fun even if it is pretty silly - but hopefully not too painful or permanent. The idea is to have a good time, not injure yourself - Dig? By 4am there were still about 50 people at the post-show party. A few people were even "making out" while others falling out everywhere in our rehearsal space in Yuba. I remember seeing the sky turning bright purple, and somebody nearly passed out on the lawn.

"Leave me alone - don't try to move me - I'll lay here if I want to..."

Ok, dude - nevermind.

Town Pump Crowd @ 1am

An hour later that same guy was up and spry while I was comatose. ("Hey - somebody put out that flashlight - it burns - oh shit that's the SUN!") Seems the coolness of the grass sobered him up - apparently he knew what he was doing - while I knew nothing.

Figures.

I had done our entire set sober (which by this point had been the night before) because I can't drink and sing my best - it messes up my voice - but because of the afterparty, I didn't sober up until late Sunday afternoon.

Now that's what I call a party!! As well as a hellava show.

Thanks again to our friends Mianna, Dave and Brooke who took nearly 100 PICS, so that I don't come off looking like a braggart (ok, well I am a braggart - but only about the truth) when I say this show (and party - and what is a show if not a party?) went f*cking GREAT. Just check all the pics out and see for yourself.

In the meantime - I gotta rest. Whooo. Cya.

Vyan