Sep 18
San Diego Music Awards and Being in a Band
I’m in band and who isn’t at my age? OK a lot of people aren’t in a band still at 28 years old. Most of them gave up on that dream of becoming a rawk star when they finished high school. I’m different I still have aspirations of becoming a rawk star even though as I get older I see how difficult it is to actually make a living off that kind of life. Playing shitty bars where the only 3 people watching are your girlfriend, the bartender and some random drunk guy who’s always sitting at the bar.
Don’t get me wrong it’s not all shit. Being in a band has its perks and bonuses. We just played a show at the Casbah
which really is San Diego’s premiere indie rock club. The place was pretty full and they were living off every word I sang at them. For 45 minutes you feel like a God and who doesn’t want to feel like Jesus without the responsibility of wondering if someone should live or die. Thats what playing a show with a lot of people watching you feels like.
This leads me into award shows for bands. San Diego has its own award show for local bands called the San Diego Music Awards. Award shows are lame, first off because my bands never been nominated for anything (j/k) and second of all they are just someone else’s opinion. Opinions are shit. Dog pooh is shit. The management of my current apartment is shit. Working is not shit, it just sucks to work.
OK sorry for that commercial from our sponsor “shit” now back to my rant on award shows. It’s funny to hear people that have been nominated for an SDMA to say that they hope they win. When they say this I’m thinking to myself “win what? Win a lame trophy? Trophy’s are gay! Trophy’s are for little leaguers!” I guess it looks good on your bands resume to say that you won a SDMA but then it just feels like you’re going to Human Resources for a job interview. The only award I’d display proudly on my mantle if I had a mantle would be a mug that said “World’s Greatest Man”. I’d drink water from that little bitch every single day!
gregg
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Yay, you’re back!
Were you playing football before you went on stage? What’s that dark crap under your eye?
I rubbed my fingers between a candle wick and i was like ewww look at all this black stuff on my soft white fingers. I then decided to rub it under my eyes so that I looked like a raccoon/Football player
You are just bitter because you weren’t nominated. If you were you would be all excited like a 12 year old boy going through puberty.
Welcome back my dear friend…for many months i try to read some news…but nothing…and now u’re back…finally…italian people really missed you…
Lime: how I’ve missed your kind delicate italian hands decorating this site…maybe you can make a new banner for me?
soon i promise, now i need to complete some exams!
holy crap you’re back at it! did you get punched in the face?