Tonight I didn't drink at the bar. Saw my friends get ripped and just generally watched people.
It's a given that I want to screw nearly all the bouncers. Really that was my only entertainment as my friends spoke of their exaggerated aspirations and persuit of pussy. It's not that I've had trouble enjoying myself at our bar (Smooth Hermans) or at Hess in general. I go nearly every Wednesday for wings and chatter. I dunno, it was just different tonight. I felt entirely out of place and desperately alone as the streets were alight with the buzz of heterosexual tension. Every hot guy I check out inevitably checking out a woman. The topic of conversation the friends of Martin's wife my friends would like to shack up with. I can't blame them really but without my drunken influence steering the conversation away from shit that bores me, well, I ended up bored.
I think I might be disappearing for a little while. I'm not sure from where or where to. This is not to say that I won't be weblogging but in my real life I feel the need withdrawl from social intereaction for a while. Stay at home, maybe invite a few friends over for small get togethers. We'll drink tea and have a bbq. I am socially frayed and burnt out.
Did I mention the gig friday night was terrible? It was fantastically horrible. What I expected to be perhaps a slightly bohemian fĂȘte turned into an ugly, loud and drunken frat party. I was far outside my element of my ever loving and supportive friends and head up against some pretty indulged, impolite and banal suburban trash. For all my hard work preparing a killer set of disco punk to please what I knew would be a difficult crowd I was downright slandered? The punk band gets the applause for their terrible sound and yet when I do a on-the-fly mashup of House of Jealous Lovers by The Rapture and Hard, Better, Faster, Stronger it goes entirely unnoticed? Fucking philistines, honestly.
To be fair it was a minority of people who were impolite and unappreciative. But I mean having not performed much in these context and mostly in the vein of classical music I'd never really prepared to be stylistically confrontational with the boring and uncultured. Shit, I'm talking about Daft Punk records like they're fucking haute couture or something.
I feel a tad dispirited about it all right now. I think I will probably stick to playing entirely original material only for the next little bit. At least when you perform and righteously suck people have the common courtesy to humour you.
I'll get over it though. Tomorrow is another day and the sun'll come up...
It's a given that I want to screw nearly all the bouncers. Really that was my only entertainment as my friends spoke of their exaggerated aspirations and persuit of pussy. It's not that I've had trouble enjoying myself at our bar (Smooth Hermans) or at Hess in general. I go nearly every Wednesday for wings and chatter. I dunno, it was just different tonight. I felt entirely out of place and desperately alone as the streets were alight with the buzz of heterosexual tension. Every hot guy I check out inevitably checking out a woman. The topic of conversation the friends of Martin's wife my friends would like to shack up with. I can't blame them really but without my drunken influence steering the conversation away from shit that bores me, well, I ended up bored.
I think I might be disappearing for a little while. I'm not sure from where or where to. This is not to say that I won't be weblogging but in my real life I feel the need withdrawl from social intereaction for a while. Stay at home, maybe invite a few friends over for small get togethers. We'll drink tea and have a bbq. I am socially frayed and burnt out.
Did I mention the gig friday night was terrible? It was fantastically horrible. What I expected to be perhaps a slightly bohemian fĂȘte turned into an ugly, loud and drunken frat party. I was far outside my element of my ever loving and supportive friends and head up against some pretty indulged, impolite and banal suburban trash. For all my hard work preparing a killer set of disco punk to please what I knew would be a difficult crowd I was downright slandered? The punk band gets the applause for their terrible sound and yet when I do a on-the-fly mashup of House of Jealous Lovers by The Rapture and Hard, Better, Faster, Stronger it goes entirely unnoticed? Fucking philistines, honestly.
To be fair it was a minority of people who were impolite and unappreciative. But I mean having not performed much in these context and mostly in the vein of classical music I'd never really prepared to be stylistically confrontational with the boring and uncultured. Shit, I'm talking about Daft Punk records like they're fucking haute couture or something.
I feel a tad dispirited about it all right now. I think I will probably stick to playing entirely original material only for the next little bit. At least when you perform and righteously suck people have the common courtesy to humour you.
I'll get over it though. Tomorrow is another day and the sun'll come up...
cheer up ...
Date: 2004-08-01 12:20 am (UTC)i'm not trying to steal the spotlight, just to relate. hope all gets better sooner.
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Date: 2004-08-01 12:47 am (UTC)--Me
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-08-01 01:28 am (UTC)Performing is scary shit...the very fact that you can go up there and face a crowd is pretty admirable.
Don't the the assholes get you down...everyone has a bad night.
It's expected.
more than ever hour after hour
Date: 2004-08-01 02:27 am (UTC)so, given it was a punk show, you'd still have to investigate the bands playing beforehand to know whether your disco-punk mix would be appreciated, and whether the crowd is likely to dance at all. of course you'd hope the little bastards could open their ears to things that are new and different. but (in their defense) it's hard to expect an audience to appreciate daft punk, if they came to hear punk music.
how can i hear your shoutcast? (what's a shoutcast anyway? i feel so inept, like a grandma who can't fathom "the internet")
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Date: 2004-08-01 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-01 06:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-01 07:43 am (UTC)You're always welcome over here, for movies, games, just hanging out.
There's a new Munchkin expansion out!
Let them eat FAKE!
Date: 2004-08-01 08:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-01 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-01 12:48 pm (UTC)BTW I've been wanted to tell you how much I love your dancing icon! I'd love to see the full picture!
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Date: 2004-08-01 08:06 pm (UTC)I agree with you on some of those bouncers! Rarr.
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Date: 2004-08-02 10:34 am (UTC)Those bouncers though. All big and burly but they just want some lovin' too. I bet they're all cuddle whores.
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Date: 2004-08-02 01:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-02 02:40 pm (UTC)We said that their life is pretty limitated, and they don<t enjoy or can't enjoy cultural activities or other stuff. As you were sober you were able to see the difference, clear as water.