The End (for real)

It sucks, but one of my favourite bands in hardcore right now, Bad Blood, had to pull it of our last show. A young band who is turning heads, The Hollow has replaced them, iam looking forward to checking them out for the first time live, the demo rips. 

And in other news, my good friend Martin Stewart from one of the realest (again is that a word?) hardcore bands to ever exist, Terror, designed this sweet shirt for us.

There will only be very limited numbers of these and they will ONLY be available at the show.

 

We're Done

Come and say goodbye.



Tickets on sale now.

California/Tijuana

Yep we did that.
THANK YOU to everyone that helped us while we were there and all the great bands we got to share the stage with.
I believe there are some pictures and even some (poor) videos available on the www, if thats what you do.
I am sort of done with this blog.
If we are doing something and you care, you can work it out for yourselves.

We Be Jamin'

We have been jamming as much as possible over the last couple of weeks.

Its all sounding pretty good, i just cant wait to fucking play again.

Most days we have been jamming in Pete's meditation/jam room.

But, last night we had the chance to jam inside a music store after hours.
It was kinda crazy, being able to use WHATEVER we wanted, and the choice we had.
We didn't get too crazy, but Pete did use a new Kerry King signature model, that i didn't even know existed.

He's Back

After 3 months of existing on a higher plane than most people will ever know, Pete is back in society.

We start jamming this week, and i cant fucking wait.

When i asked Pete what gear he would prefer me try and get him for when we play in the states this was his answer;

"I dont give a shit, as long as its loud!"

Great!

Down But Not Out

This world can be a funny fucking place.

After he has spent almost 3 months with having NO contact with ANYONE i got a text message from Pete B tonight.

Here's a part of it;

Your vocal chords better not have regressed to the sound you were making in 99 and that fat mexican better be well oiled, we got three weeks and i want the band tighter than my jap's eye that hasn't had his top blown in three months! Sort it! I have been practicing on a plank of wood.

It was so great to hear from Pete, and to hear that he is excited to get straight back into it.

But my excitement soon diminished when i called Andres to tell him the good news.

Andres went on to tell me that he was badly bashed on Friday night and spent most of the weekend in hospital recovering and nursing his injuries (a broken cheek bone, nose and lots of bruising) He was sitting in a taxi when the door swung open and for no apparent reason at all, a guy laid into him, totally blindsiding him and catching him off guard.

The only reasoning that Andres and his friends who were with him at the time can come up with is that it may of been a case of mistaken identity, or maybe some stupid fucking form of a "gang initiation".

Either way, all i can say is this, whoever you are, wherever you are, karma is coming for you, and it will get you, it never misses and hopefully your days on this earth are numbered.

We start jamming on Monday.

Broken, bloodied, beaten and bruised, down but not out.

America we are coming.

Time, Time, Time, Goes Slow

So, Pete has been away for 2 months now, 1 more month and he will be home.
That will leave us just over 2 weeks to jam before we leave for America.

There is not a whole lot we can do with Pete away, Andres has been playing the songs, i have been doing my vocal exercises, but really until Pete is home we are stuck.

Its a kind of weird spot to be in, because we are getting offered some cool things, but until Pete is home and i talk with him i cant really say yes or no to anything as it stands.

I cant wait for Pete to be back, its been hard being out of contact with him for this long, since we have met i probably have called and annoyed him about something every single day, haha.

So its been a little weird not having any contact with him at all. I went around and saw his parents the other day, and they felt the exact same way i do. Happy for him to be doing his thing, but feeling a little weird from not having any contact for so long.

I cant wait to be back in some dirty room with him, his guitar making my ears ring, and i cant wait to be getting on a plane with him to fly to the other side of the world to show them how we do it down here in Sydney, Australia.