fried pickles

Fueled by a basket of fried pickles and "lone star" beer we took the stage at Hole in the Wall. After what seemed like an eternity of driving it was great to play some music and remember why it is that we embarked on this tour in the first place. Some drunk guy in the back yelled something that was mostly unintelligable except for a rather distinct "y'all." (I think that is slang for "you all". . . can anyone confirm this??) His brazen missile of southern slang hit home in our urban hearts and we dedicated the next "countryish" tune to the drunk guy in the back. . . thank you drunk guy in the back. . . we love you. After a much needed night of horizontal sleep and a proper texas lunch of delectable BBQ'd ribs, chicken, brisket, pulled pork, and an array of salads that all had bacon in them, we are ready to dominate Austin. We almost lost Matt "Bald Eagle" Sartain this morning when Jesse and myself, Justin Fantasy, threw down for an epic longboarding session. Matt was pushing hard and couldn't hold on so he bailed and hucked his meat onto someones manicured lawn. The skateboard kept flying down the hill while Matt, somewhat gracefully glided through the air and rolled onto the grass to amazingly land on his two feet. . . 9.9 points matt. . . well done. Tonight is going to be fun and we are thrilled to be playing in a city that has such a rich musical scene. Until next blog. . .
justin fantasy