| this place sucks! |
[Jan. 24th, 2005|07:35 pm] |
so theres fucking three feet of snow on the ground and i still had to go to work..katie cuntface almost killed us a couple times cause she was putting on her make up when she was driving. im gonna try to dry out for a couple days. ive been sick for a week with a sinus infection..all the drinking aint helping shit.
the band hasnt been playing much becasue chris supposivly has pnemonia.we need to get our shit together and write some new songs. we have an interview on fnx on sunday night at 9 listen up you cunts |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 30th, 2004|06:07 pm] |
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livejounal sucks...FUCK YOU |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 26th, 2004|07:35 am] |
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i got a new merc jacket and fred perry and u didnt |
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| weekend bowlin |
[Aug. 22nd, 2004|06:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  lazy | ] |
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| | george thourogood - i drink alone | ] |
drunken times.......we played 2 shows this weekend ..fri in nh which was fuckin lame there was probably 10 people there ..after the show me chris and james went to bickfords and ate and i was poundin beers there .bickfords has beer now,that rules. saturday we played docs in salem..the show was fuckin sick we packed the room and sounded pretty fuckin tight...racked up a nice bar tab and then went back to my house with a few heads and smoked some weed and watched roseanne...fat bitch...back to work tommorow...start the 5 day struggle |
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| tears of blood |
[Aug. 20th, 2004|03:22 pm] |
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warm beer and cold women, I just don't fit in
every joint I stumbled into tonight
that's just how it's been
all these double knit strangers with
gin and vermouth and recycled stories
in the naugahyde booths
with the platimum blondes
and tobacco brunetts
I'll be drinkin' to forget you
and lite another cigarette
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 13th, 2004|05:14 pm] |
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| |  nostalgic | ] |
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| | skrewdriver | ] |
off to rock jauqes tonight...if yer 21 its at 79 broadway boston in the theater district we go on at 9 ish....mmm its friday...time to black out |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 8th, 2004|11:30 am] |
the show last night was sick,we fuckin rocked ob's into the fuckin ground ...people were fuckin horrified
anyways pure impact is takin over this motherfucker |
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| pure impact show |
[Aug. 5th, 2004|06:27 pm] |
august 7th @
O'Brien's
3 Harvard Ave.
Allston, MA
(617) 782-6245
Doors @ 7:00pm
Show @ 9pm - 1am
21+, $7 cover
The "Great American Punk Out!"
with:
Chaotic Alliance
The Morgan Knockers
Pure Impact
Necro Wafers
The Chloroform Kids
be there you fuckin assholes |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 1st, 2004|09:07 pm] |
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fuck those unkown motherfuckers......with a ten foot pole you cant touch us |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 1st, 2004|12:05 pm] |
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last night i was smokin a cigg outside docs and i saw a little black cat get run over by a car....sad state of affairs |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 1st, 2004|11:27 am] |
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you see me walking through the factory gates with death im my eyes? |
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| you suck |
[Jul. 31st, 2004|07:23 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
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| | SWINGIN UTTERS - NEXT IN LINE | ] |
so you wanna be my friend? well i suggest you quit acting like your someone special and pull your fuckin head out of your ass....you got alot of fucking nerve making your friends do your dirty work...your fucking WEAK! ive been slaving like a nigger in a cotton field and what do i get for it......SHIT! you always said to do the right thing and work and be a human but the min. i started doin that you turned your fuckin back...we started on a bad note and ended on an even more fucked up one.....SO FUCK YOU...HAVE FUN WITH YOUR DRUNKEN DRAMA YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! |
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| !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Jul. 27th, 2004|06:22 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | DROPKICK MURPHYS- FIGHTSTARTER KARAOKE | ] |
I GOTTA KEEP WORKING....OOOOOOOOOOOOVERRRRRRRRTIME!
I WANNA GET DRUNK...ANY TAKERS?
HOWS BOUT A PINT OF 7 AND A 12 PACK OF HIGH LIFE |
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| PUNK ROCK LOVE |
[Jul. 25th, 2004|03:05 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | PINHEAD GUNPOWDER- KEEPIN WARM IN THE NIGHTIME | ] |
Punk rock love is fucking behind the dumpster down the street from the show. Fucking in the shower at the Hotel Carlton. Making out in the recycle bin. Looking at her tattoos while she's asleep. Taking showers together. Playing checkers with cigarette butts. Watching her band play. Dumpstering veggies together and then going back to her place and cooking up a feast. Knowing the same parts of the same songs. Both of you having the same ex-girlfriend.
Punk rock love is having to tie her shoes for her cuz she's too drunk. Kissing under the overpass. Her sending you her whole diary to read. Her giving you ten rolls of duct tape for your birthday. Her beating up skinheads. Going to the prom on her motorcylce and checking in the helmets at the coatcheck. Getting astonished stares from all the jocks who thought you were gay, now they feel dumb cuz you're with an older punk rock bombshell and they're with their friend's little sister.
Punk rock love is meeting her outside the club and her saying come home with me or I'm gonna kick your fuckin ass. Going home with her and she almost kicks your ass anyway. Sharing hairdye. Riding double on a bike. Being loud and not caring. Sneaky eyes and sleeveless t-shirts. The sun coming up and you realizing that there's other people on the beach. A good sleazy one week stand. Still being friends afterwards, most of the time.
Punk rock love is her sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet you in the park. Running your fingers over her spikey hair. Her chewing on a flower and you having to call poison control when her tongue swells up. Bringing her to the laundromat for a date. Sharing a sleeping bag and waking up freezing in the middle of the night and her, bleary eyed, trying to heat it up with a blowdrier. Social Unrest playing "Ever Fallen in Love?" at the gig you're both at the night after she dumps you hard. Starting smoking again after that night.
Punk rock love is her drawing on you. Her sleeping on your back. Her being mad at you for being such a jerk. Her thinking it's cool that you stink and your hair stands up by itself. Her having weird roommates who worship eggs. You waiting in the doorway for hours hoping she might pass by. Even in the snow. Her singing along with Descendents records over the air on her late night radio show. Her picture on the front page of the morning paper, getting arrested. Her borrowing your favorite black hat and never giving it back. Punk rock love is finding a girl who drinks as much coffee as you do. Going into the cafe where she works and she looks up and smiles and doesn't notice as she tips over a pile of 50 dishes. They hit the floor one by one and when it's all done everyone in the cafe applauds and you both turn beet red.
Punk rock love is both of you doing fanzines. Years later her teaching English to college freshmen, you still doing fanzines. Her wearing glasses through her eyes are fine, using crutches though her legs are fine, and talking with a fake speech impediment. You just thinking it's rad girl style, until later when someone brings up the concept of self-imposed handicaps.
Punk rock love is getting your first kiss and almost losing your virginity at the same time, meanwhile you're trying not to wake up the other person sleeping in the same bed. Groping in the bushes by the freeway and later you realize that all the passing cars could see you. Exploring the wasteland together. holding hands out on the fire escape. Lying in the grass in her backyard. Lying on the astroturf in her bedroom. Drinking tequila on her porch, on your birthday. Riding on her motorcylce early in the cold morning and you're holding on tight and steam is rising off of the river and you're thinking how she is maybe even better than the Ramones.
Punk rock love is both being broke. Love letters. Finding out she sang "Stay Free" at her high school talent show. Finding out she's a little crazier than you thought when you finally get her in bed. Her boyfriend getting mad. Walking around with her and her nephew and everyone giving you dirty looks cuz they think he's your kid. Walking around with her and being happy and proud. Being sad together. Being sad by yourself. Missing her. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 25th, 2004|02:00 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | thirsty | ] |
| [ | music |
| | SLF-LAW AND ORDER | ] |
what ever happened to the good old days? back when we didnt have a care in the world |
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| shitty in pink |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|06:12 pm] |
you think yer really somethin?
you got the cats meow?
your just 46th plastic bitch on this side of town
you make me fuckin SICK ...fuckin liars |
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| stink of love |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|06:49 am] |
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you may not be much now,but you were someones baby once....... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 9th, 2004|05:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | rejected | ] |
| [ | music |
| | BULLDOG SKIN | ] |
another week is gone...what did i do? i think ive in a black out for a couple weeks...either that or i have insane short term memory loss...anyways my new band are in the middle of recording ...we got 8 tracks down we just need to do the vocals...i will let you bitches know when the mp3's are up on the site...we are playin a kegger tommorow in jamacia plain...if anyone wants to go its at 3516 washington st. right off the forrest hills stop on the orange line....oh yea.....FUCK YOU ALL! |
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