Here’s what would have happened, in a perfect world. In a perfect world I would have followed Zig back to his room, and fucked his brains out, and he would have apologized for being such a pathological shit to me, and I would have apologized for being such a fucked up closet case in the […]
We didn’t end up stopping for pizza after all. We got a bad vibe about the place as we looked in. A big guy was shouting at the cashier in a rather belligerent way. We steered clear and ended up in the bar of a small hotel just on the other side of Market. I […]
I woke up with a terrible case of bed head. Or was it couch head? Couch head was worse, I suppose. Carynne woke me by very gently rocking my shoulder back and forth and whispering my name. I blinked, unsure where I was for a moment. Then came that moment of “oh, right.” “What time […]
You think you’re ready. You always think you’re ready before you go on stage. But you don’t really know until something goes wrong. You convince yourself nothing will or that if it does, you’re ready to deal with it. But you just have to do it. You go from thinking about doing it, from wondering […]
Ziggy patted the seat on the couch next to him. I sat down cross-legged, sideways so I was facing him. He sat the same way and our knees touched. He brushed my hair back from my face with his fingers. “You want the old pencil, or you want to try the liquid waterproof stuff?” “Is […]
(NOTE: The Malware is GONE. We’re CLEAN.) We had take-out Indian from a place Michelle liked, so she brought it. There was way more than we could eat. Lars promised he’d throw the leftovers out before we got back if he couldn’t eat them himself. He was moving in with his girlfriend, but he was […]
With ten days to go before we hit the road, the phone rang at 10:30 in the morning, which is a little early but not so early that I felt justified complaining about it. It was Carynne. “Get some coffee in you ASAP,” she said. “The shit’s about the hit the fan.”
You don’t actually want to hear a lot about rehearsal, trust me. We settled on afternoon as a better time than evening, so we got there before rush hour and left after it. Most of it, well, there’s not a lot to tell. We played the songs. We played them many times. We worked on […]
Getting the dye to rinse clear from his head took a while, and then Ziggy just took a regular shower. He didn’t need my help for that and I left him to it. I changed shirts and went back downstairs. Chris was watching MTV. “Haha, you just missed a news bit where they were joking […]
At the house, Christian was awake, watching TV in the living room. I didn’t see Colin but assumed he was in his room at his computer. Ziggy shook the box of hair dye in Christian’s direction. “How about you, Chris? Want some?” “No thanks, I’m trying to cut down,” Chris said, pausing the VCR.