I had an intense jam today with my friends. We played avant-garde jazz with this new drummer that one of my three bassists found at an abandoned house that he was squatting in. We played really insane and evil crap that sort of sounded like post punk. Not to mention that we were stoned on some mighty fine hash and drinking heavy tea. We pulled double drumming, throat singing, and harsh noise elements and we really clicked. The drummer's entering a drumming competition and we're going to be his backing band, so we're going to have a massive gig in the jazz community of San Diego. Pretty kick ass day if you ask me.
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