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so, saturday of the long weekend, and everyone's out campin' here or there, diesel doggin' down in st. kitts, partyin wherever they may be, and here i thought i had at least a partner in crime of people who had to work this weekend in shainhouse, but he went and fuckin got tomorrow off... little prick... left me here at the altar all alone... bastard..

so, here we go on the 2nd cup of sillysilabin tea, i got the fuckin Slip CRANKED doin a sweet '98 show at Narragansett Roller Rink, 2nd set devoted to cheesy 80's covers, and currently they're doin a rip roarin' Steppin' Out and Friedman is really fuckin with me... i got these fuckin soundboards that qqc posted in another thread that im shreddin over top of these mothers... vin diesel right now... this guy cracks me up...

just so ya'll know i'm with ya in spirit. ;)

oh, and happy birthday jerry. ::

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The Slip

10/31/1998: Narragansett Ocean Club Roller Rink: Narragansett, RI

Set I: Discovering Instruments> Evil Chase Music> Munf, Cumulus, Rhythm-a-ning, Ernie Mickey

Set II: Owner of a Lonely Heart> Steppin Out, Pretty Young Thing, Stayin Alive> Jam > Zion Tease > Jam > Down Under, King of Pain, Andrew Rap> Spice Groov > ABC

Notes: second set inspired by roller-rink environment. Slip played tunes which reminded them of their roller-skating days]

fu©k me.

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whoever the fu©k is playing the piano is killing me... ridiculous... dont think its brad, cuz there's a chick singing, sorta, too... and i hear guitar and bass, so friedman doesnt have the axe.... fu©k, this is almost too much... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

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alright... wow... so, i went downstairs to flip the disc to numba 3, right, and well, i got these big windows and im right as downtown as your gonna get in london, so, as im sure meggo, earthfreak, and thorgnor can attest to, the people watching possibilies are endless, and really, quite entertaining, i mean, just last week i woke up at 2am to a brawl on the street that lasted just over an hour and employed about 30 men and women, but only 3 guys were working, so it was like your typical union, and yeah, i know i know, what was i doing in bed at 2am on a saturday? well, fu©k you Del, and no my mommy wasnt tucking me in, in fact she never showed up and i was almost worried for a second, but then i figured you musta had her legs up around your neck, so i knew she was all good, brah :o. there, beat ya to it. so anyways, i decide to dance around the living room and do a little people watching to Down Under, maybe indulge in a little pot, and well, i like to observe and process, right, probably how i ended up choosing photography as a career path, anyways, so im watchin out the window and im dancin around, and there's a pack of girls walkin down dundas and one of 'em is dancin' right along, not to the same rhythm or anything, in fact, i really dont know what she could have been dancing to, besides what might have been in her head or spewing out her month, but regardless, she was dancing, and i got thinkin about that, dancing, whether inspired by music or not, just as a form of itself, as a feeling. everyone does it. and it really does have its own feeling to it. it feels great. so, im motioning that it become an emotion, as well as an activity.

and then those slip bastards fuckin started into King of Pain, really sped up, really jazzy, really funky, really danceable, and i just about lost my sh!t. i dont think i've danced that hard or felt that good in a long ass fuckin time. see what i mean?

fu©k those fu©ckers.

you know that saying, dance like no one is watching? well, i better be watching, cuz christ, if i did that, people would die. not laughing, i mean of serious injury. co-ordination, i gots none. thank god there were no sharp objects around...

wow, so there's a moment for ya.... i gotta hit the showers.

ABC bitches, 123.

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alright.... change of pace... 10.31.03... but we're stickin with the Hallowe'en theme, dammit. ya need some kinda stability in your life.

10/31/2003: Paradise Rock Club: Boston, MA

Set I: "Spooky Intro"^, Jam> Soft Machine, *In the Light, "gorilla disturbance"!, Poorboy, Don't Foil the Mohel, "River Sang to Buddah"~, #Happiness is a Warm Gun

Set II: Cumulus, Decembers Children, %Sorry> "In Life You Were an Ocean (In Death You Are the Rain)", "rabbit cello"+ > @Happy Snails, Sometimes True to Nothing

Encore: Stand By Me$, Baba O'Reilly#

this party aint over yet.... christ i love this soft machine, and cant fuckin wait for that zeppelin cover... ohhhhhhh sh!t!

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so, if the person making the post is the poster, than i suppose, in the case of hijacked identity, the person making the post is the imposter, which i suppose is how the word came about, eh? wow, man...

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cheers quigsy, stuck home myself... had a bit of a mishap earlier today so I have to stick close to home for a few days

sounds like good times over there... you've inspired me to dig up some Slip for myself to indulge in too

shine on! ::

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and i think i've inspired myself to hit the pipe again... and i think i might have some bailey's i can shoot... i better anyways... last call is in a minute...

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fu©k shootin' it... bailey's straight out the bottle... this is what its come to... hahahahahahahahahaha... bailey's... hahahahahahahaha... this in the light is so fuckin thick, ya gotta eat it with a spoon!

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i sent you guys down here to try and get a little track laid, not to jump around like a bunch of kansas city faggots.

first person to name that movie gets ya a copy of 10.31.03. oh, fu©k that, and name the actor, too. thats more fun.

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you know, these guys, as good as their own songs are, they really do some amazing covers, and its always a treat because i think they choose their covers very wisely, and its almost as if that song is part of them when they're playing it, even if its not their's... i mean, and whether it is or not, they play each note with such conviction and honesty... it's, uhhh.... well... it's very real, i guess. something about telling the truth through your notes all the time. and it hits you right between the eyes, but comes from all angles. i guess it's all kinda strange.

ahhhhhhhhh.

yeah, so, good band, brah. ::

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