Eleven Days. 800 bands. One man with a musical obsession and poor impulse control.
Words just fail.
Chills, seriously. Thanks for posting that.
WASN’T THAT AWESOME?!?!?!?!/
Anyways, thanks for commenting through the Fest. I hope to continue the blog in a musical vein; if nothing else, Friday Random Musical Spews. Although tomorrow is sketchy; I am out to see the Deadstring Brothers tonight, and besides the hangover, I have a building walkthrough and a lawn to mow. But stay tuned.
Still no word on the Empire. The last two search parties I sent out came back glass-eyed and gibbering; the only discernible words were “panties” and “balsawood”. I’m not sure if they had the Sailor Jerry tattoos before the mission or not.
But stay tuned.
the only discernible words were “panties” and “balsawood”.
I have a feeling that you could make some money from the Empire if you dedicated it to panties and balsawood. It’s probably already a thing in Japan.