I haven't posted anything in here for ages....here goes.
Here's one of me and my band playing at SOMA, one of the most popular local venues in San Diego:
Here's a shot of us playing Epicentre (another local venue)
St. Patty's Day...drunk....with a green tongue..
I think this was at some party my band played at..
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers....
Quote:
Originally Posted by Shooting Star
Remember kids: It's only real metal if the vocalist sounds like he's vomiting up a fetus. \m/
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