Mastadon played Medford last night. It was a pretty shitty scene. I almost felt embarressed, the kids there were pretty lame. Mastadon actually stopped during their first song and told them to stop moshing like asshats. They didn't listen. I saw a lot of Metallica shirts, a lot of Hot Topic gear and a lot of silly antics. This town doesn't deserve live shows like that. It was fun though, hanging out with the crew. Zac and Jeryl and Jon and Val. My Corvallis buddies Mike and Corey even showed up. metal.
Things are pretty slow around here. I'm on dialup, I don't get cellphone reception and most of my friends are busy with girlfriends / jobs / whatever. In two days, I've almost finished the book "Wonder Boys," which is fucking awesome.
I have no idea what I'm going to do today, but I can tell you, it's bound to be hella unproductive. rock and roll.
1) you can not win.
2) you can not draw.
3) you can not leave the play.
Greetings,
Antonio, from Malaga (Spain)
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