| I really need to whore the fuck out of my band -_-
No fan base = No shows
No shows = No chance for a record deal or no money for recording
No CD's = Fictional Eminence gets fucked
As much fun as it is to use the four track recording system I have and to record songs in my living room, we need to progress to something better. We NEED shows, it's getting to be depressing that we haven't had many chances to perform live. FML
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| It feels nice to update the band myspace after it spent months collecting dust and enduring tormenting neglect. I hope the hiatus ends soon, it would be killer to record a couple of tracks that have decent sound quality. Anyway, for anyone who is interested, stop by and check us out like Las Vegas hookers and maybe take us home (or more likely a motel) and such. I know, I'm a whore, a dirty, desperate, whore.
www.myspace.com/fictionaleminence
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| I am currently fixated on the past. Reminiscing is a dangerous thing, it forms a noose or better yet, a prison that circumvallates the mind. I feel that my upcoming birthday is to blame. Another year passes by and you start to wonder every possible 'what if' question that bubbles up from the past.
-sigh-
I could use a hug.
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| HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DRUMMER!
Coincidentally on the same day as the day Guy Fawkes attempted to blow up Parliament. =D
Remember, remember the fifth of November
The gun powder treason and plot
I know of no reason why the gun powder treason
Should ever be forgot!
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| Just finished watching The Mighty Boosh live at Brixton. I swear the entire cast is fucking genius, and nothing tops British comedy. Plus, I love The Hitcher and his cockney urine. xD
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