Introduction to my summer

Ok so I don't update this sucker as much as I should. This would be a problem but I don't have any followers yet. So I guess the three unlucky bastards who accidentally stumble upon this sinking ship are in for a sweet ride.

I am finally fully recovered from tour. It's only been a complete month, and I'm back into the every day grind that is my life of finding myself. Tour was great for me, it helped me remember why I started playing in bands. The shows we played were so intense, kids were practically head butting each other in the pit. The new material we've been working on went over really well, and it showed in merch sales.

The band I was lucky enough to tour with, In Defence played 15 shows in 12 days. All in all, I think it was at least 85 degrees every day, which to many would seem like typical summer weather, but when you factor in showering twice in two weeks, playing shows in damp, leaky, crusty punk infested basements, makes for one nasty dude stew. The shows were extremely intense, we toured with a band from Boston called, Disaster Strikes. These guys were really great to tour with. We all got along, drank beer together, and found swimming holes in god knows where Kansas. Here is a fine picture of the In Defence/Disaster Strikes/Cross Examination dude-a-mid.

This was taken in St. Luis at an abandoned school house/practice space/studio/venue. It was a great place to play as I fund out St. Luis has a great hardcore scene. We had a most excellent introduction by a guy named Blackstar who introduced as if we were the Blues Brothers, it was one of the coolest things to be apart of, ever. Plus we played with my favorite party thrash band, Cross Examination.

Tour was great a lot of things happened, Ben fell through a suspended ceiling that he was trying to climb in, the rest is a little hazy thanks to a guy in Des Moines named Nate Fetus.

FETUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Our last night with Disaster Strikes. Party on Wayne.

Tony and I were on a mission from God. A mission to try the shittiest local beer in every city. We won....or did we lose?

This is Tony stylin' his gnarly beard and flirting with a tall cool drink of something, STAG!

Ok so don't tell anyone, we love tacos. But Loopy was drunk and thought it would be hilarious to pose with the dually-pizza box ghetto blaster. Everyone makes mistakes. Everybody.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5b172JK57g

We are special.

Very special .