slack doesn’t even weigh very much.
yeah.
how come no one ever replies to my posts? damn it.
so, oddly enough, not one of the five of us found it necessary to write something relating to our experiences surrounding our cd release last weekend. yeah, i’m being sarcastic with the “oddly enough” part. but here’s one in earnest: as usual, i’m picking up the slack in this band to bring you this blog post. this post is brought-to-you by joe, picking up the slack.
when i was a kid and i heard announcers say “brought-to-you by”, i thought they were saying two words instead of four, the first word being “broctayued.” funny how stupid kids are.
allow me to write you a story, reader.
once, last weekend, a child was born unto this world of an asexual parent. this parent had carried the child for much longer than biologically necessary, and it was a great relief to the parent when the parent’s water broke and it started experiencing contractions: a mixture of intense physical pain and emotional pleasure. the parent, good night, states, named the child “short films on self-control” after good night, states’ uncle, ten five-minute videos to a better you. and then there was the afterbirth.
that was an allegory. the first person to interpret it correctly wins a good night, states toothbrush.
to be frank, not one of us had a negative experience last weekend. i don’t know any other way than understatement, so you’ll just have to take my word for it that one of the other four will write something that comes closer to expressing the positive feelings we have about the album, the show, and our good fans.
thank you for coming. we hope you enjoyed the show. we hope you continue to enjoy the album, indefinitely. a lot went into it, so we hope you get a lot out of it. thanks to army of me and lohio. we enjoyed you more than you enjoyed us. don’t argue. someone else, quick, tell them we love them. we do though, for real.
and if you were so kind to join us at the after-party, then you know how crazy it was. if you call drinking beer from the the east end brewing co. crazy. i sure do.
i just did like 20 reps of slack. time to drink a protein shake, take my shirt off, look at myself in the mirror, and get some sleep. night.