(sober!)
Damn, how did I forget about that?! Nate reminded me that I saw my friend Travis Swallow a "Little Homie" the night of the last post. I even saw him on Friday and forgot to ask if everything "came out" ok. What a wild ride that little homie must've had.
I did get drunk last night, but I was in St. Louis watching the Koola Kids record some stuff in the studio at Webster College. Look for them on Lajor Mabel Records soon. It's the stupidist shit I've ever had the pleasure of hearing. Fucking brilliant! Space Wal-Mart?! By the end of the session, everybody was pretty toasted, even the engineer, Allison. They had about six minutes of studio time left before the campus cops came and locked everybody out, and everybody was screaming, "Finish the fucking song!!!" They work well under pressure.
Anyways, I passed out on a recliner - I guess it was better than the floor. I'll have to see if I can get some of the pictures of that adventure.
-C