ok so now we're gonna tell the story now of how we got kicked off of a tour once. if you're in the know then you already know who this tour was with (if you don't know, just scroll through our facebook wall...), but in the interest of maintaining some semblance of professionalism we're going to call the party in question "JENNIFER". you know, to protect the innocent. like in dragnet.
full disclosure: we're not gonna tell the whole truth, nothing but the truth so help us god right here on the internet. too dangerous, too immortal. we'll tell bits and pieces here but the full play by play must remain protected. cause it's just the right thing to do.
basically, JENNIFER thought we were too chatty. we were flappin' our lips too much with nice fans and people who wanted to buy things from us and one night she decided to make a not very nice comment about it during her set. obviously, we were not very happy about that decision. so we talked about it after the show and both parties simply could not see the other's point of view. it was like that scene in 'translations' (a brian friel play) where the two lovers are talking in different languages, except minus the romantic part. now you get it!
so the next night, after playing a rockin' second-to-last show with JENNIFER, we found out that she didn't want us to play the final show in Charlottesville. we had been kicked off! we felt like rebels, we bought motorcycles immediately and began carrying switch blades. but here's where the real triumph began - we happened to know we had some pals coming out to the show in Charlottesville, including some members of a middle school class whose teacher introduced them to our music and was going to accompany them to the show. so we had to act fast - we immediately started calling anyone and everyone we knew and within a few hours of being kicked off the show in Charlottesville, we had another show booked in Charlottesville!! SWEET SWEET VICTORY!! it was awesome. and we lived happily ever after.
so there you have it folks! bet you didn't know we were such badasses.
sugar sweet kisses and ponies forever,
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and WHAT and awesome show that ended up being!! full of chatty awesomeness...
A) That is a totally badass story. You guys are a clik away from some sort of high speed chase.
B) I love that you used a "Translations" reference. I read that in a freshman theater class and then we all went to the city to see it when it was on Broadway. That scene with the two people speaking different languages is my favorite! I loved how they couldn't understand each other but, to the audience, it was all English.
omg, I was at that show! SO much fun. Probably my favorite of your concerts I've been able to go to. Here's a story for you: a friend of mine has been a fan of you guys for a while (thanks to me obvs) and he was going to come to the concert.
... then he got a parking ticket from this guy who owns the house next to the fraternity he was rushing. People park there a lot, and this guy had had enough of that, and so got the next car that parked there towed. Which happened to be my friend's, who knew nothing about the anger this guy had in his heart for cars in front of his house.
In order to get to the concert, he had to get his car from the impound lot.
He finally got to the show literally for the last song.
But he told me afterwards that it was still an amazing night because he got to hang out with you guys afterwards, and you were all so nice and so fun. How often do you get to hang out with a band like that? And that totally made up for all the mishaps that evening.
Clearly you guys are awesome and the night was even MORE successful when it was spent crammed into a tiny bar. :)
And Charlottesville would be more than happy to have you back!
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