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| Sunday, May 9th, 2004 | | 12:39 pm |
Do any of you have tickets for any of the Pixies shows at the Brixton Academy? I tried to get tickets but they sold out too dang fast! I really don't want to go through a scalper. I'm really upset - I don't want to miss my favorite band! Can anybody help me? Sincerely, Frank Black | | Wednesday, November 20th, 2002 | | 2:07 pm |
So me and the boys were playing a gig the other night, and what no good asshole decides it's time to show up at the show but Mr. Lyle Workman. Lyle left The Catholics to start playing with a skinny bitch who will go unnamed, but now that the kitschy, no talent performer in question has decided to use those "She Uses Vaseline" jackasses as his backing band, Lyle has nowhere to go. He showed up to our show with a full beard and looking like he hadn't eaten in weeks. I told him to hit the road, and left it at that. I left to get a couple of brewskis, and when I came back, I see him talking to an extremely uninterested Rich Gilbert about how he heard that Human Sexual Response are really big in Japan right now, and they should cash in by reuniting. I kicked a guitar at Lyle and told him to get the fuck out of dodge. I met the boys at the next gig, and this grimy looking motherfucker is wearing a shitty red wig and an ugly ass suit and saying "Hey, Frank! It's me! Rich Gilbert! Who else could be wearing such wacky clothes? Tanya Donnely rules! I'm Rich Gilbert!" I fucking hate Lyle Workman. | | Wednesday, October 9th, 2002 | | 11:25 pm |
Jesus Christ.
Somebody farted, and Eric Drew Feldman, i'm looking at you. | | Monday, July 1st, 2002 | | 12:38 pm |
R.I.P John Entwisle R.I.P Dee Dee Ramone Of all the bass players who had to go, why did it have to be them? I could think of a much more suitable candidate. | | Tuesday, May 28th, 2002 | | 11:46 pm |
Un Adress A Todos los Los Que Hablan Espanol!
Soy la carta franca negra. Soy artesano de la melodia, y un precio con wordplay. Tambien hablo espanol fluido! Compruebe fuera de mis funcionamientos, y compre mis nuevas colecciones de la musica, los titulos son dias negros de la letra y el taller del diablo. Han sido vivos registrado, doblar la pista. Mi venda, los catolicos, es musicans excelentes, incluso si no podrian vigilar mi equipo para ahorrar sus vidas. | | 11:36 pm |
Can somebody tell me what the hell I was thinking with the cover art to "The Cult Of Ray" ?  That has got to be the single ugliest thing ever. No wonder American Recordings kicked me off. | | 11:32 pm |
Give it up.
Scott Boutier is pissing me off. Just because I laughed at his drum impressions at the beginning of "Bullet", and included it on the album, every time we record a song he pulls some shit like that. "Hey, Frank, look at me, I'm Keith Moon, ha ha, look at me, Frank, hey, Frank, check this out, you're not looking. Keith Moon, right here. Hey, Frank. You know, like the Who. Ha ha ha, I hope my drums don't explode! Keith Moon!" I swear to fucking god if he keeps that shit up I'm going to punch him in his goddamn neck. | | Monday, May 27th, 2002 | | 9:42 pm |
The Catholics don't give me any shit, because they know at any moment I could replace them with Teenage Fanclub. Current Mood: i'm the boss | | 9:02 pm |
"Title: P.U". is more like it. | | 9:00 pm |
I can't fucking belive it. Dave Phillips is such a crybaby. I used his cigarette money to buy a whole thing of slim jims, big fucking deal. He's got a disgusting habit. Also, may I remind you who writes the fucking songs around here? Current Mood: pissed off | | Sunday, May 26th, 2002 | | 7:58 pm |
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