NOTHING

WITH THE EXCEPTION OF AN EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER INSIDE MY HEART AND BRAIN TODAY WAS A THOROUGHLY UNEVENTFUL DAY.



WELL, THAT AND i FINALLY GOT MY GRUBBY LITTLE PAWS ON CAT POWER'S JUKEBOX.

CAMERA FIXED & TRIP TO SURFSIDE BEACH

WELL, I FINALLY GOT MY CAMERA-PHONE (OR IS THAT PHONE-CAMERA?) FIXED SO I'LL BE ABLE TO POST PICTURES AGAIN AND PRETEND PEOPLE ACTUALLY VISIT THIS BLOG.

THIS WEEKEND I WENT TO SURFSIDE BEACH, SC WITH MY FRIENDS' BAND, CATTLETRUCK. THEY BOOKED A TWO-NIGHT SHOW AT NEAL & PAM'S SO WE DECIDED TO MAKE IT A WILD NIGHT IN PARADISE... OR SO WE THOUGHT.


SO,ROAD TRIP... FIRST THINGS FIRST, MODE OF TRANSPORTATION. BEHOLD,IN ALL IT'S MUNICIPAL ROCK STARDOM; THE OFFICIAL CATTLETRUCK TOUR TRUCK. THAT'S JUD, THE BAND'S FRONTMAN.


UNFORTUNATELY, THE MIGHTY TOUR TRUCK CAN ONLY HOLD TWO PEOPLE (TRIP, THE GUITARIST AND JOE, THE DRUMMER) AND THE EQUIPMENT SO WE HAD TO USE THE OFFICIAL CATTLETRUCK ANNEX TRUCK WHICH CARRIED MYSELF AND JUD.


THE TRIP WAS LONG, PAINFUL AND UNEVENTFUL SINCE, FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND, THERE IS NO DIRECT HWY TO MYRTLE BEACH. TOWARD THE END IT BECAME PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY PAINFUL!


SOMEWHERE BETWEEN HEAVEN AND HELL (OR HELL AND HEAVEN, DEPENING ON HOW YOU SEE IT) WE STOPPED IN THIS MONUMENT TO RURAL CONSUMERISM. THE ONLY NOTE OF WORTH HERE WAS THE HOTTIE DIRT ROAD WHITE GIRL BEHIND THE COUNTER. WE GOT THE USUAL ROAD TRIP JUNK FOOD; CHIPS, SODAS, CIGARETTES, SLIM JIMS, GUM AND THE DIRT ROAD WHITE GIRL'S PHONE NUMBER... SHE'S NOT GETTING CALLED THOUGH CAUSE SHE LIVES FUCKING FAR FROM CHARLOTTE!


"FRIED CHICKEN AND ICE CREAM"... WORDS FAIL ME. ONLYL IN THE BOWELS OF SOUTH CAROLINE WILL THIS MAKE SENSE TO ANYONE.


AFTER ABOUT TWO HOURS WE'D DISCUSSED EVERYTHING FROM POST-MODERNISM TO THE SEXUAL ORIENTATION OF A MAN WHO UNDERGOES GENDER REASSIGNMENT SURGERY ONLY TO BECOME A LESBIAN. AFTER THE LATTER CONVERSATION WE DECIDED TO SIMPLY LAY BACK AND EMJOY THE OPEN ROAD AND THE STILL, COMFORTABLE CALMNESS OF DRIVING THROUGH ENDLESS,BEAUTIFUL, PASTURES. THE NEON GREEN GRASS (I'D NEVER SEEN GRASS THIS GREEN) HOPING FOR MORE PRECIPITATION FROM THE OMINOUS GRAY SKY. HERE'S A GOOD TIP, IF YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE A ROAD TRIP THROUGH THE BACKWOODS OF THE NC/SC BORDER MAKE SURE THAT AMONG YOUR CD STASH YOU INCLUDE THE DRIVE-BY TRUCKERS, THEY WILL MAKE YOUR PILGRIMAGE A SOOTHING ONE AND IT'S THE PERFECT SOUNDTRACK TO THE RURAL LANDSCAPE BACKDROP.


NEARLY FOUR HOURS INTO THE TRIP (AND EVEN DEEPER INTO OUR SNAPPING POINT) WE FINALLY SEE THE FIRST SIGNS OF THE BEACH.


WE MADE IT!


SO, IT'S ONLY 4 PM AND THE SHOW DOESN'T START TILL 9:30. WHAT TO DO?


"LET'S GO DOWN TO THE BEACH", I BELCHED TRIUMPHANTLY AS IF I JUST CONCOCTED THE MOST ORIGINAL IDEA. AND TRUST ME, IT WAS MUCH FUCKING COLDER THAN IT LOOKS IN THAT PICTURE. FREEZING COLD, TIME FOR PLAN B... "LET'S GO TO THE BAR AND DRINK", WE ALL (EXCEPT FOR TRIP) YELL IN UNISON!


AND... WELL, THE BAND CAN SET UP OR WHATEVER... AS LONG AS THERE IS BEER.

THIS IS WHERE THE WEEKEND STARTS GETTING INTERESTING BUT THE REST OF THE PICTURES ARE IN THE ACTUAL CAMERA. THIS POST WILL CONTINUE WHEN I UPLOAD THE PICTURES.