Asheville is up there. So, tomorrow, make your way there. Eat their food, see their city and then go to Stella Blue and watch us play. Doors are at sometime and you’ll have to pay some money.
I do know for SURE that we’ll be there. We’ll plug stuff into to stuff and then we’ll do stuff that’s louder than conversational volumes. That we will do.
The Lantern, Tomorrow Night (Nov 11th), we’re playing some rock and roll. Unleashing a few new songs never before played in public. That’s right. Exciting stuff. Be there or I will hate you. Promised.
We’ll be playing stuff from Turn To the Bright, Everyone Is Out To Get Us and A Toast To Bad Taste. Come out and be Halloween’y with us. You should dress up like “a fan of our band” and we’re going to be dressing up as the band Far-Less. Should be hilarious.
Trick or Treat, Smell my feet, Give me something good to eat.
Doors will open sometime between 7am - 11pm and it will cost somewhere between $0.01 and $1,000.00 for admission. Age Limits = Conception - Corpse.
We will stand in front of you with instruments and try to recreate what we have fed into a computer and arranged in various ways. Sounds crazy…i know…but trust us. We will call these experiments “SHOWS.”
Had a friend link me to this. It’s exactly what goes through my mind when we play this song on stage. Sometimes I get so into it I karate chop Brandon while he’s singing or launch throwing stars at Tyler’s drums.
HI-YAH!
Brandon H-
PS. Pay attention around :42 seconds when the older guy slams the little red-headed kids face into the ground for screwing up while mopping or something. That’s pretty excessive I would say.
Hey we put up a song our good friend Brad recorded for us from the Tempe, AZ show we played on the Mae tour. Thanks to him.
The song also features the dream boat Mike Schey on bass. He filled in for a bunch of shows and did a great job. This was in his hometown. We love him!
you are nothing more than flesh to me…the voices in my head sound like celebrities, anti social and unforgiving : i am american loveless
refilled prescriptions, strong belief system in our brand new religions, we embrace confusion keep me running i can’t wait to see that look on your face/ this isn’t how it’s supposed to be
mature material for all the immature peoples, who can’t die for freedom… ‘cause when your dead you will not need it. i washed my hands of it, communication slips, i’m burning at both ends, no one knows who i am.