Uncle Festers House of Blooze:Playing the bar scene...

It's funny to me [now] that I spent last Sunday hanging out thinking how funny it would be to get in the Herald Times newspaper. My brother John joked we should go cause some chaos in downtown Bloomington to get arrested and make sure that it got reported as "band members from American Syndrome," and you make up the story from there. However to me the real story was a lot better.

I got off work Thursday morning around 7:00am., and I got the phone call from my brother, "Have you seen the paper yet?" Nope. "You're on the front page!" WHAT?! "Front page of the 'getting out section." Oh. But still WHAT?!?
I'll be honest – it's small to a lot of people, it's nothing to a million people, but this meant the world to me. I spent the drive home from work laughing and crying, and then stopped by Matt's work to show him the paper. Personally I've only been in the paper 3 times. My birth, my dad's death, and when I was 16 years old and a drunk driver hit me and two friends and almost killed us. I've had never had any real good story in the paper.

Here we are halfway through what should be my weekly show blog, and half of it is about that morning. Well let me move on…

Around 8:00pm I met up with Eric, and Matt who were over at Nate's prepping by hanging out with Nate and Larry, two of our weekly fans. If you see a mosh pit at our show; these guys started it. We decided we should all get down to the venue early, and find out when we were playing exactly. We waiting outside of festers in the parking lot for almost an hour and half before someone finally opened the doors and let us start setting up. After setting up we were informed we would "headline" the show and so we put our stuff off to the side. This is where things start to get heated up.

Everyone we told about the show was told the show was at 10pm [which is not our fault, we were not informed real well on any times, or anything really] so everyone showed up ready to see us, and a lot of them had to leave early because they had to work early in the morning. Turned out music started at 11pm, and we didn't play until almost 1am. I spent the time before hand getting completely trashed at the Jungle Room as my awesome co-workers came down to support me. I got cheers after cheers as we downed Jaeger Bombs, Buttery Nipples, Chocolate Cakes, Three wise men and their dirty cousin [Jim Beam/Jack Daniels/Johnny Walker/Jose Cuervo], Power Bomb [Hennessey bomb], and at that point I stopped remember the names. I stumbled on back over to Uncle Festers and found that we were about to go .. a few more songs.

I've got to admit the actual show went quite well. My drums happened to malfunction quite frequently, but stuck together enough to get me through the night. I had to stand up at one point, and then still sent a cymbal stand crashing to the floor. Bloodied and knuckle, got to drink a lot of beer, yell at the crowd, and see some good friends who came out to support us. It was truly something special, and we appreciate EVERYONE who came out. If you stayed for 5 minutes, or if you stayed the whole time, thank you so much.



Thanks this week go to: The 5th floor crew (Brandon, Dennis, Chris, Misty, Candy, Sam), Uncle Festers, the promoter Josh, S-Boom S-Bam, Stef & J Nev, my family, J Ship, Jimmy Brown, and really everyone who was there, seriously everyone that was a lot of fun, and we hope you all come out again!!!