you enjoy the thing for the thing's sake

What's purer than a dude with a voice and his guitar? as I found out its 4 dudes with 3 guitars, a couple of sixpacks, a bottle of 'chardonnay' - and a mic, some preamps and other kit, a handful of catchy dittys and a line-in to Cubase. (thanks to a couple of Afrikaans and the inimitable mr. clews - hear his talent here http://www.myspace.com/votersound)
INSPIRATION LIVES! (even if it can't record a decent take or keep proper time)

B.U.T. is then suddenly brought back to earth by the slap in the face i needed to receive, in the form of an email (courtesy of someone who knows. check his music http://www.myspace.com/kylenordman).

On the festival front, Im going to Get Loaded in the Park, headed by Babyshambles, Buzzcocks, De La Soul (!!!!), Lily Allen, The Slits, DJs James Lavelle (jaaa) and the Oakenfold of breaks, Adam Freeland,
too bad I have to miss both Creamfields and Southwest Four the day before (every large dj in the world, basically)

---------angry rant------------
on my travels I learned thing or two. specifically, what I don't want to do and don't want to be, the only reason I haven't deleted **** from my phone is so i can block calls
In retrospect a friday night spent in a record store digging thru wax is infinitely better than another substance-related second wasted hearing your sleazy, bravado-wearing routine.
Ive not ever met another human being who evoked such feelings of disgust and pity, I really couldn't give two shits who you hooked up with last night, and don't call me at 7am in the morning to go party.. maybe you should look on the map to find out where Berlin is first .
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alright back to happy patrick

My Funny Story (maybe not so funny. but a story.. without a point)
I planned this pollo y chorizo stewy mayhem the other day, which if you know me should impress you (olives, peppers, veges, garlic on rice whuttt) especially considering our flat's lack of basic kitchenware. Ok so its 2 for 1 chicken day, but I only get the 1 pack because, I didn't want to cook twice and there's no storage. boo.. ok I get home and all excited toss the 4 drums 4 thighs in the pan around 4pm(these are my days off) forgetting to prep the veg oops, plus our knives are duller than that goddamn Yank I've disowned.

Ok so an hour later its all great and done, but shit I forgot the chorizo. I guess its not spanish anymore. And now I have sitting in large pot, a full meal for 4 and no way to store it. Another hour later Im full of chicken