posted on Mar, 24 2010 @ 04:07 PM
reply to post by ganja
nice vids! haha sweet, especially the last one, it brings back many memories of just noise, bad recordings and people crashing into each other. So
many places got destroyed, and so many scars! Caveman was actually my nickname back then, but now adays I just use it for anything I need a screen
name for or something, but my old friends still call me caveman and its kinda funny, I don't think about it, I just respond as if they were calling
me by name but its kind of a funny nickname especially for me now-adays.
What about you, did you have a nickname? haha sweet.
Yeah touring in a punk band sure was luxurious. I was ready to do it but everyone's priorities changed. We were all good friends but everyone had
their own thing which sort of collectively worked against this band from taking off. I was the ambitious GO GO GO get er done guy, same with the
singer but the drummer would let us be late for a gig so he could slowly finish his supper and the other guitarist is a legendary alocoholic. The
only challenge was keeping him sober enough but that was part of the show. People saw the other bands for the music, people came to see us for the
I remembered we played this gig in London Ontario, we drove out there and the bar owner let us crash in this really destroyed sort of loft area, that
was pretty cool. We just drank and sang irish folk songs until the morning, while the bassist flipped out on us because he had to sleep with his dart
vader mask on, some water vapour thing. We did get to play with a couple big bands and we met some bands from the older scene. It was pretty fun.
When I was 16 I saw my first show in toronto and I remember some scary lookin' french canadian punk kid, about 15 years old and he had one of those
eyes without pigment, he was a really nice guy and we hung out and drank behind the venue. When we were inside we were moshing and his spiked bracelet
caught me in the head and split it open really deep. So my face was covered in blood and I thought "awesome!!".. but yeah I got kicked out, and lost
my ride home and had an interesting night. The next week at school the cut was stapled up but infected. I had my mohawk and covered the wound with
some duct tape, the only thing that would stick! I still have a bump and for a year hear didn't grow in this 1 inch gap on my head, hahaha. Plenty
o'more stories like that!
Everyone post your punk rock music and stories!!.