12/31/07
Who here likes Throwdown?
So here we are, the final mosh of the year.
Forfeit, Mantain, Lie and Wait, Attitude, Wake Up Call, I Rise, Overdose/Foundation conglomerate, Down to Nothing, Have Heart.
What else needs to be said?
Forfeit ruled. They sounded like Buried Alive and covered Entombed (even though nobody – including me – knew what it was).
If you were there, then you know how powerful and energetic the Foundation set was. I have never had so much fun in my entire life. Highlights include Evil Shawn looking like he moshed for Brothers Keeper in 1996.
GOOD: speeding, hotels, falafel, hot girls who serve you falafel, basketball jerseys, survival, release.
BAD: Nothing.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 30, 2007
12/30/07
This is it...
We drove through the night to make the fest on time. We're still driving and I have the worst gas ever. More to come...
We made a stop at the Vans outlet and I took a piss in the parking lot. No one bought anything, but everyone got to stretch their legs, at least. Plus I found out that Hank bought the shoes I wanted to buy. So whatever. Rode the rest of the way down to Daytona listening to ZZ Top and 108, and adam sandler. "Gotta respect the completion!"
As soon as we got to the fest, we met up with our boys in Lie and Wait and all went to Fazoli's. They brought out a literal basket of bread sticks for our table of degenerates. I ate three plates of pasta and headed to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Toothbrush fest 2007 occurred and I then took an awesome dump. andrew kept peeking over the stall at me and making me uncomfortable. He even took a picture of me taking a shit. Everytime I laughed, I farted and shit at the same time.
Went to the Army surplus store. Everytime I go to places like that anymore, I always think of "Falling Down" with Michael Douglas. Borderline White Power dudes selling borderline sketchy stuff. Got back in time to see Judas and Hollywood rip. Hollywood covered Refused and Hank moshed like he was in a war.
Lie and Wait killed it. The reaction was awesome with Matt Smith getting most valuable mosher for their set. "Shattered" is ridiculously heavy live.
When we played, I was mad as hell. We haven't practiced since early december, so I was sketched out about playing in front all those dudes (and mosh girls). From the first note, i had the biggest smile on my face. All of our friends went apeshit and made every sleepless night and 12 hour drive worth it.
Foundation destroyed with a non-stop stagedive assault. Ryan Wood stagedived on top of me. But not just stagedived, he did like a flying cross-body block and both of us went crashing to the floor, laughing. Worst mosh move of the year goes to Neil Jewebia for his face first bellyflop. Somebody moshed the chandelier and glass went everywhere. The mosh continued, ECW style.
The rest of the fest ruled. I got serious chill bumps during Have Heart.
Insane.
On my way home. Rusty has old man death farts.
This is it...
We drove through the night to make the fest on time. We're still driving and I have the worst gas ever. More to come...
We made a stop at the Vans outlet and I took a piss in the parking lot. No one bought anything, but everyone got to stretch their legs, at least. Plus I found out that Hank bought the shoes I wanted to buy. So whatever. Rode the rest of the way down to Daytona listening to ZZ Top and 108, and adam sandler. "Gotta respect the completion!"
As soon as we got to the fest, we met up with our boys in Lie and Wait and all went to Fazoli's. They brought out a literal basket of bread sticks for our table of degenerates. I ate three plates of pasta and headed to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Toothbrush fest 2007 occurred and I then took an awesome dump. andrew kept peeking over the stall at me and making me uncomfortable. He even took a picture of me taking a shit. Everytime I laughed, I farted and shit at the same time.
Went to the Army surplus store. Everytime I go to places like that anymore, I always think of "Falling Down" with Michael Douglas. Borderline White Power dudes selling borderline sketchy stuff. Got back in time to see Judas and Hollywood rip. Hollywood covered Refused and Hank moshed like he was in a war.
Lie and Wait killed it. The reaction was awesome with Matt Smith getting most valuable mosher for their set. "Shattered" is ridiculously heavy live.
When we played, I was mad as hell. We haven't practiced since early december, so I was sketched out about playing in front all those dudes (and mosh girls). From the first note, i had the biggest smile on my face. All of our friends went apeshit and made every sleepless night and 12 hour drive worth it.
Foundation destroyed with a non-stop stagedive assault. Ryan Wood stagedived on top of me. But not just stagedived, he did like a flying cross-body block and both of us went crashing to the floor, laughing. Worst mosh move of the year goes to Neil Jewebia for his face first bellyflop. Somebody moshed the chandelier and glass went everywhere. The mosh continued, ECW style.
The rest of the fest ruled. I got serious chill bumps during Have Heart.
Insane.
On my way home. Rusty has old man death farts.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
12/28-29/07
Turn this shit up to eleven...
Now back in the van on our way to Virginia. stopped at the wawa and ate McDonalds. Brakes acting funny, but hell with it. Were going for broke, I guess.
During our McDonalds/WaWa pit stop, some dude came up to me and asked if I knew where he could score some mushrooms. When I told him no, he reacted with, "You know what they are though, right?" Later on, I found out tomas sent the dude on a wild goose chase after he told the dude that Briggs had just scored a whole stash of shrooms. Maybe you had to be there. But it was funny, trust me.
Its become painfully apparent that nobody in the van (especially Briggs) is enjoying any of my music choices:
Another Victim
Down to Nothing (by request)
Santa Sangre
Sentence
Whats there not to like?
Matt and I slept in the van again and it still rules. Nice, warm, and quiet. I think my lack of sleep finally started getting to me last night. I just got cranky and frustrated over things i couldn't control.
GOOD: were not in new jersey, shorter drives, ignorant fucking moshing, better moods, my girlfriend isn't pissed at me for not being able to talk, the statue of liberty
BAD: stress, frustration, tardiness, the drive tomorrow, New Yorkers.
SHOW RECAP
Virginia show was the smallest of the trip so far. However that doesnt mean that the show wasn't good, though. Foundation, although lacking energy, played a fantastic set. Wake Up Call killed it. Have Heart was incredible. and DTN? They opened with "Unbreakable" in their hometown. Fucking crazy. Overall, one of my favorite shows of my stay with the Foundation crew. Also, saw th Frontline's last show. Bummer.
Turn this shit up to eleven...
Now back in the van on our way to Virginia. stopped at the wawa and ate McDonalds. Brakes acting funny, but hell with it. Were going for broke, I guess.
During our McDonalds/WaWa pit stop, some dude came up to me and asked if I knew where he could score some mushrooms. When I told him no, he reacted with, "You know what they are though, right?" Later on, I found out tomas sent the dude on a wild goose chase after he told the dude that Briggs had just scored a whole stash of shrooms. Maybe you had to be there. But it was funny, trust me.
Its become painfully apparent that nobody in the van (especially Briggs) is enjoying any of my music choices:
Another Victim
Down to Nothing (by request)
Santa Sangre
Sentence
Whats there not to like?
Matt and I slept in the van again and it still rules. Nice, warm, and quiet. I think my lack of sleep finally started getting to me last night. I just got cranky and frustrated over things i couldn't control.
GOOD: were not in new jersey, shorter drives, ignorant fucking moshing, better moods, my girlfriend isn't pissed at me for not being able to talk, the statue of liberty
BAD: stress, frustration, tardiness, the drive tomorrow, New Yorkers.
SHOW RECAP
Virginia show was the smallest of the trip so far. However that doesnt mean that the show wasn't good, though. Foundation, although lacking energy, played a fantastic set. Wake Up Call killed it. Have Heart was incredible. and DTN? They opened with "Unbreakable" in their hometown. Fucking crazy. Overall, one of my favorite shows of my stay with the Foundation crew. Also, saw th Frontline's last show. Bummer.
Friday, December 28, 2007
12/27-28/07
We're seriously gonna die...
Maine was a blast. Foundation played the best I've ever seen them play. It must have snowed two inches by the time the show was over. I guess I should let it be known that as soon as we left Boston, it snowed ass deep to a Nordic male. We had do do the bare minimum speed-wise on the highway to stay alive. Once we got off the interstate, the roads were even worse and we slid a couple times. Nothing serious, but every time we felt the rear end slip, i thought it was the end, for sure.
Great show all around, though. Wake Up Call blew me away. Insane hometown response. Some dude ate total shit on a stage dive and cracked his head open. Blood all down his neck. His response was the weird part to me though. Instead of being hurt, he got mad at everyone for looking at him. But it wasnt a natural anger though; like his brain got scrambled or something. Weird, but fuck 'em. DTN killed it. Not much else meeds to be said. I didnt feel well after DTN so i crashed in the van for Have Heart. Apparently a stellar performance from them as well. Although, I'm not sure what else you'd expect.
After the show, the Foundation crew decided to brave the weather and head to New York for the night. Best decision of the tour, by far. I'll admit I was skeptical at first, but after waking up to a sunrise over the city skyline, I turned out to be wrong.
Met Michelle and got ready for the day in her apartment. We all went to some bagel spot for breakfast before we went our seperate ways. Michelle, Tomas, Matt, Briggs, and Champ went denim shopping in some SoHo boutiques while Alex, Andrew, and I went sight-seeing.
New York city is one of the coolest places I've ever been to. It was awesome to see Times Square, the Empire State Building, Madison Square Garden, eat real New York pizza, and get as close of a look at Ground Zero as we could. And we did all this in a matter of four or five hours.
Now were back in the van going to the show with Meltdown and Mind Piece.
GOOD: New York City, life lessons, responsibility, accountability, pizza, Michelle being a great host, buried alive wake-up mosh, being “down for the cause”
BAD: being late, traffic, "denim heads," raw denim, stress, ignorance, money, greys, nordic males, and reptilians. Yeah, fuck aliens.
SHOW RECAP:
Foundation played well. Response was lackluster, but I was running merch so I know kids were getting into it. In other news, MIND PIECE. Christ. Crime in Stereo's surprise set also ruled. Although, i dont think they played a single song off of the new record. Also as a sidebar, the singer from Indecision invited foundation to play their reunion next year (2008).
“Hey, does anyone here like Indecision? We do too...”
We're seriously gonna die...
Maine was a blast. Foundation played the best I've ever seen them play. It must have snowed two inches by the time the show was over. I guess I should let it be known that as soon as we left Boston, it snowed ass deep to a Nordic male. We had do do the bare minimum speed-wise on the highway to stay alive. Once we got off the interstate, the roads were even worse and we slid a couple times. Nothing serious, but every time we felt the rear end slip, i thought it was the end, for sure.
Great show all around, though. Wake Up Call blew me away. Insane hometown response. Some dude ate total shit on a stage dive and cracked his head open. Blood all down his neck. His response was the weird part to me though. Instead of being hurt, he got mad at everyone for looking at him. But it wasnt a natural anger though; like his brain got scrambled or something. Weird, but fuck 'em. DTN killed it. Not much else meeds to be said. I didnt feel well after DTN so i crashed in the van for Have Heart. Apparently a stellar performance from them as well. Although, I'm not sure what else you'd expect.
After the show, the Foundation crew decided to brave the weather and head to New York for the night. Best decision of the tour, by far. I'll admit I was skeptical at first, but after waking up to a sunrise over the city skyline, I turned out to be wrong.
Met Michelle and got ready for the day in her apartment. We all went to some bagel spot for breakfast before we went our seperate ways. Michelle, Tomas, Matt, Briggs, and Champ went denim shopping in some SoHo boutiques while Alex, Andrew, and I went sight-seeing.
New York city is one of the coolest places I've ever been to. It was awesome to see Times Square, the Empire State Building, Madison Square Garden, eat real New York pizza, and get as close of a look at Ground Zero as we could. And we did all this in a matter of four or five hours.
Now were back in the van going to the show with Meltdown and Mind Piece.
GOOD: New York City, life lessons, responsibility, accountability, pizza, Michelle being a great host, buried alive wake-up mosh, being “down for the cause”
BAD: being late, traffic, "denim heads," raw denim, stress, ignorance, money, greys, nordic males, and reptilians. Yeah, fuck aliens.
SHOW RECAP:
Foundation played well. Response was lackluster, but I was running merch so I know kids were getting into it. In other news, MIND PIECE. Christ. Crime in Stereo's surprise set also ruled. Although, i dont think they played a single song off of the new record. Also as a sidebar, the singer from Indecision invited foundation to play their reunion next year (2008).
“Hey, does anyone here like Indecision? We do too...”
Thursday, December 27, 2007
12/27/07
Hotdog Flavored Water...
Matt and I slept in the van all night. According to most everyone else, it was a good decision. I slept like a baby until 9:30 this morning when i had to piss like a racehorse. I peed in a McDonalds cup and dumped it out the window and then realized how cold it actually was.
Finally got out of bed to Tomas and Andrew yelling "Wake up faggots!" around 11AM. Walked to B-Rolls apartment and got cleaned up. After that we watched a Pearl Jam video where Eddie Vedder eats shit on stage after tripping over some wires or something.
Spikes hot dog fiasco. I ate six hot dogs in under half an hour. Free t-shirt and my picture on the wall. Another chapter of my book of self-destruction and gluttony.
Back in the van on the way to Maine. There is seriously snow everywhere. Fuck.
Hotdog Flavored Water...
Matt and I slept in the van all night. According to most everyone else, it was a good decision. I slept like a baby until 9:30 this morning when i had to piss like a racehorse. I peed in a McDonalds cup and dumped it out the window and then realized how cold it actually was.
Finally got out of bed to Tomas and Andrew yelling "Wake up faggots!" around 11AM. Walked to B-Rolls apartment and got cleaned up. After that we watched a Pearl Jam video where Eddie Vedder eats shit on stage after tripping over some wires or something.
Spikes hot dog fiasco. I ate six hot dogs in under half an hour. Free t-shirt and my picture on the wall. Another chapter of my book of self-destruction and gluttony.
Back in the van on the way to Maine. There is seriously snow everywhere. Fuck.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
12/25-26/07
So the clusterfuck begins...
So we get to the shop about a half an hour late. We gut the van, ram every piece of luggage we have in the back behind the bench, and finally roll out around 9:30. After a brief gas stop and a run in with a former hardcore slut, the accompanying story of a certain van-mate finger-blasting her, routine pissing, fountain drinks, and figuring out the money situation, we were off.
I wish I could explain the van setup and do it justice, but I'll try to do it amyway. We have a futon mattress with God-knows-how-many sleeping bags/blankets on it, flannel sheets, and fleece blankets on the bench seat in the back. There is about a foot and a half gap between the bags in the back and the ceiling. That was my bed for the night - the cubby hole (or the loft as it later became known). One person laid on the bench and everyone else was driving or asleep on the futon mattress.
I woke up at 6AM when we stopped for gas in Richmond and woke up for gas and a piss break at 8AM in downtown DC. Muffins and hot chocolate from WaWa for breakfast. I got to see the capital building from a distance. cool. Every state we drive through, we listen to a band from that state. Andrew waved at a box truck in new jersey and the dude called us faggots.
Everyone got real excited to see new york at 10AM. Quotes of the trip thus far include: "We have driven 20 hours to play a fucking show," "I'm going to cut off your shylock nose and stick it up your nigger-loving ass," and everyone yelling matts name for no reason. Lots of sleeping, driver changes, peeing in bottles, taint wiping, and littering.
GOOD: NYC, good dudes, lots of laughs, we're still alive, farting
BAD: traffic, public restrooms, not having played yet, driving 20 fucking hours, tolls, cops, farting
SHOW RECAP:
350 Kids, insane Have Heart and DTN sets. Stage dives non-stop. Hard mosh. Foundation records look awesome as a motherfucker. Alexxx got his eye busted on the last DTN song of the night. Figures...
On our way to B-Rolls house for the night. Staying with DTN and the Boston hardcore all-stars. Actually, Matt and I are sleeping in the van.
Sweet Pete from In My Eyes is nearly 40 years old and definately moshed and stage-dived for Have Heart.
So the clusterfuck begins...
So we get to the shop about a half an hour late. We gut the van, ram every piece of luggage we have in the back behind the bench, and finally roll out around 9:30. After a brief gas stop and a run in with a former hardcore slut, the accompanying story of a certain van-mate finger-blasting her, routine pissing, fountain drinks, and figuring out the money situation, we were off.
I wish I could explain the van setup and do it justice, but I'll try to do it amyway. We have a futon mattress with God-knows-how-many sleeping bags/blankets on it, flannel sheets, and fleece blankets on the bench seat in the back. There is about a foot and a half gap between the bags in the back and the ceiling. That was my bed for the night - the cubby hole (or the loft as it later became known). One person laid on the bench and everyone else was driving or asleep on the futon mattress.
I woke up at 6AM when we stopped for gas in Richmond and woke up for gas and a piss break at 8AM in downtown DC. Muffins and hot chocolate from WaWa for breakfast. I got to see the capital building from a distance. cool. Every state we drive through, we listen to a band from that state. Andrew waved at a box truck in new jersey and the dude called us faggots.
Everyone got real excited to see new york at 10AM. Quotes of the trip thus far include: "We have driven 20 hours to play a fucking show," "I'm going to cut off your shylock nose and stick it up your nigger-loving ass," and everyone yelling matts name for no reason. Lots of sleeping, driver changes, peeing in bottles, taint wiping, and littering.
GOOD: NYC, good dudes, lots of laughs, we're still alive, farting
BAD: traffic, public restrooms, not having played yet, driving 20 fucking hours, tolls, cops, farting
SHOW RECAP:
350 Kids, insane Have Heart and DTN sets. Stage dives non-stop. Hard mosh. Foundation records look awesome as a motherfucker. Alexxx got his eye busted on the last DTN song of the night. Figures...
On our way to B-Rolls house for the night. Staying with DTN and the Boston hardcore all-stars. Actually, Matt and I are sleeping in the van.
Sweet Pete from In My Eyes is nearly 40 years old and definately moshed and stage-dived for Have Heart.
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