We played a pretty sweet gig on Saturday. It was a Battle of the Bands at the Championship out in Lemoyne. If you're familiar with the place you are probably asking the right question - what the hell were you playing there for, CB? Well, suffice it to say we were the only band that actually played music (screaming, distortion so heavy I can't make out the notes, drummer using double-kick excessively, or any chord with a flatted 5th instantly disqualifies you from being musical), but let me tell you, we pretty much had our groove on... and they were digging it, too.

We were the ONLY band that got the girls to get up and shake their asses. (Pushing out an ass-shaking sound is something we pride ourselves on.) We were the only band that didn't bring our own fans with us, but I did not hear one bad review, or even see someone standing there with one of those disapproving/disgusted facial expressions. Everyone liked what we were doing - and I got a bass solo, which in turn got a lot of cheering and yelling for more. Damn, it feels good to be a gangster.

There WERE some talented musicians there. Seven bands and not a single bad drummer. Only one band besides us actually had solos in their music IIRC, and there was WAY too much screaming. The only other band that played anything musical at all was actually quite good. They had a good singer, too, which I thought was awesome, because I was getting sick of screaming and punk-rock pseudo-speaking.

More later. Wingin' It tryouts are tonight. :-)