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Well the band in which I do vocals for (Nemesis) had their first premature show. We wern't plannin on doing a show friday but low and behold satan wished for our name to be known. We were at my friend Gena's birthday party at the eagles club and she asked us if we'd play. We had none of our equipment, practice hadn't been for awhile, and we were a little out of practice so to speak. We did it, and it wasn't all that bad. Granted our drummer was playing on a right handed drumset (we were using another band's equipment that they were kind enough to let us use. Thanks guys!) and he's left handed. Our guitarist was using a WAY to highly strapped guitar (the guitar was about a little lower than chest height on me, and Josh is only maybe 2 inches shorter than me) that made it hard to play. I still didn't remember some of the lyrics to a few of our songs, well maybe not remember, but I forgot them because of lack of practice. We had practice that day but I couldn't make it because I had a filling put in and my jaw was sore, and I sorta couldn't feel half of my face. i'd perfer not to drool while trying to sing lmao. We played laid to rest first, good choice though I forgot a few lines but improvised with a scream here or a growl there. Our drummer could NOT figure out how to play on a different drum set lol, but he managed. and then we played one of our own songs called black cat moans. Its about an assassin who ends up dying by the man he was ment to kill. We haven't really figured out the breakdown to that at all, and we didn't play any of the solo's in our songs(imo they're really well constructed but a little sloppy) Then we played fly from the grave, that was probbly the best song we played that night. That one was the first song we worked on together (I joined the band as vocalist about a year after they started playing with a different vocalist) and then we played Curse of 1,000 nightmares which still wasn't totally figured out. our guitarist totally changed one of the riffs and it really threw me off because we only practiced that song with that other riff once before. But enough complaining, it was awesome! I've had adrenelin before but that was like nothing i've ever had. It was wicked sweet. Well hopefully someone reads this lol, have a great day peeps!
You shall be most welcome to comment on my stuff then ^^ Nah, too much romance for me I guess xD Me sister is reading it though, and she loves it. I prefer other fantasy books - like the dragonians chronicle or books about society or religion ^^
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When I feed the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
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When I feed the poor, they call me a saint.
When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
- Dom Helder Camara, Archbishop of Recife, Brazil
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When I feed the poor, they call me a saint.
When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
- Dom Helder Camara, Archbishop of Recife, Brazil
Nah, too much romance for me I guess xD Me sister is reading it though, and she loves it. I prefer other fantasy books - like the dragonians chronicle or books about society or religion ^^
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When I feed the poor, they call me a saint.
When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
- Dom Helder Camara, Archbishop of Recife, Brazil
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