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Wednesday, August 25, 2004

I needed that. I needed it to show me what it's really like to be in a band. I was, afterall, the only one in the van, besides the Employee, who had never done that before; the only one in the band with no experience. I'm glad it was a short one, because I went a little crazy. I should have brought my Wort. I promise I won't be such a brat next time.

I learned about travelling in a van stuffed with gear. I experienced what it's like to leave your province for a show and play for strangers. I met some strangers and made some fans. I played a show almost every day, which resulted in getting better at playing, which is to be expected. By the last few shows, I was able to look around and move a little while playing, although I couldn't move much in the last show as I was acting as the weight to keep the kick drum in place.

I experienced playing with bands I had never heard of. Some I liked, others, I didn't. I, once again, felt what it was like to play a very mismatched show. We played with the Perms. I was shocked for the first time. Twice on the lips; they were just little shocks. And then, I felt a surge of electricity go through my teeth. They throbbed and ached for a few hours after the set.

I experienced the whole "oh, you're from Halifax. Do you know _____?" Usually we actually did know the person, even though last names weren't given.

And, yes, christ is right. We do have footage. Now we'll just have to see if we Follow Through. Do you have any Risky Business cd's?

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