FLASHBACK ALERT!

Earlier this summer at that other music festival, The Flaming Lips raped The Police, really I was there, it was awesome, they said f*ck it to waiting ’til Sting was done slaughtering Roxanne. I’m pretty sure they played for what felt like 5 hours straight with no breaks whatsoever. O.k, o.K, maybe it was those delicious pizza toppings James Birkenstock gave me. But really, the only part of that show that annoyed me was when I over heard some douche-turd 16 year old kid say “I’m so over that.” I hate that phrase. I hate it so much that I’m so over it.

The Flaming Lips are officially playing at The Echo Project . Clap Your Hands Say Yeah too! Although I’m against it, I know festivals need Jam bands too – so there are more of those as well. Hell, I need them to get James B out with more treats! Check it at the-echoproject.com

Last night’s Open Mic Madness was, um, well I imagine hell being similar. I know not everybody is a rock star, thats OK with me, but come on weekend warriors, at least iron your shirt and comb your damn hair. If I have to hear your crap songs at least give me something to look at. Your beat up old white rebox high-tops and stone washed Wranglers are not helping.

Why can’t it be Thursday already? I need a nap.