Bait and Switch. Again.
I work very hard. My work week is six days long and includes two and sometimes three sixteen hour days. By Friday night I am hashed, and still have a seven o'clock Saturday morning to contend with. Most Fridays are quiet ones. Every so often LBG and I will do dinner on Friday night either at the happy place or down near SMU. Wild night, huh? Even on a Friday night out, it is nothing spectacular or late, and this is intentional, as by Friday evening I am a zombie.
So when Fluffer came to me and told me the band was having a CD release party for being signed to a 'major' record label on Friday night, I told him the same thing I always tell him. No way. I work in the morning, and every time I come out to a show, you guys say on by Eleven and when I come out you guys always end up on after midnight and I get burned. Makes for a Saturday from Hell. He replied that I had to come and to be there by Ten Thirty as they would definately be on by Eleven in the lineup because this was a major event and more structured than usual. I felt guilty and said I'd be there, as they are an outstanding band, going places. They just don't fit into my schedule.
Welp, got burned again. Came down to the Curtain Club in Deep Ellum and Lo and Behold, Fluffer tells me the club changed the lineup and they would now play last. He understood if I left early but I really should stick around for the first song or two in the set. FUCK OFF. I left right then.
Not only did I get burned yet again, I shelled out TEN BUCKS for parking, whatever the cover charge was, I'd say ten there too, Five bucks for one way over priced beer, and to top it off I had to drive down to a semi dangerous area alone and more importantly unarmed, as it's a club district and that's a no-no to go into those places Heavy.
I'm so fucking livid right now I could kick a puppy or a wheelchair-ridden democrat.
So when Fluffer came to me and told me the band was having a CD release party for being signed to a 'major' record label on Friday night, I told him the same thing I always tell him. No way. I work in the morning, and every time I come out to a show, you guys say on by Eleven and when I come out you guys always end up on after midnight and I get burned. Makes for a Saturday from Hell. He replied that I had to come and to be there by Ten Thirty as they would definately be on by Eleven in the lineup because this was a major event and more structured than usual. I felt guilty and said I'd be there, as they are an outstanding band, going places. They just don't fit into my schedule.
Welp, got burned again. Came down to the Curtain Club in Deep Ellum and Lo and Behold, Fluffer tells me the club changed the lineup and they would now play last. He understood if I left early but I really should stick around for the first song or two in the set. FUCK OFF. I left right then.
Not only did I get burned yet again, I shelled out TEN BUCKS for parking, whatever the cover charge was, I'd say ten there too, Five bucks for one way over priced beer, and to top it off I had to drive down to a semi dangerous area alone and more importantly unarmed, as it's a club district and that's a no-no to go into those places Heavy.
I'm so fucking livid right now I could kick a puppy or a wheelchair-ridden democrat.
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