You seem concerned. You can try to hide it, but I know you well enough that I can tell. You have that look of consternation etched across your brow. You don't want to say anything, but it's okay to admit it - you're among friends here. You are silently wondering to yourself, "Why is the next Scamper show so far away?"
Chaos is breaking out across the rock and roll globe. The uncertainty of Scamper's future is causing normally rational folks to jump out of airplanes and beat the shit out of their cats. Hell, even David Ortiz is getting hospitalized for heart palpatations because of his concern for your local rock heroes.
Calm down, Big Papi. And everybody else just cooooooool out. Here's what's going on - after a crazy busy July followed by an August vacation from the rock and occasional roll, we're spending September and October (ta da!) recording new material. Since we're piecing together recording time with several different studios (thanks to the generous sponsors of the WBCN Rumble), scheduling is a bit of a juggle-fest doodle dandy. Add that to our already crazy (sometimes) adult lives and taking any of the offered September and October gigs would probably be a bit much. That's not saying we won't jump on a gig if the timing is right, but for now we're happily working on making the new recordings as kick-ass as possible.
In more general terms, Scamper has reached this whole new comfort zone. It's like we had a collective revelation: from here on in, we're only going to play the shows we want to play, when we want to play them. Not to get all hippie on your ass, but these days, we're all about simplifying, maaaaaaaaan. We've decided to cut out all the crap we don't like about being in a band (hustling to get ahead, money, stupid scene politics, negative nellies) and just getting back to the basics of why we wanted to form this band in the first place: we have a blast playing music together for you guys to enjoy.
So rest your weary hearts, sluggers. Scamper is more rock solid than ever. We're going to be around for a long time. (I just jinxed it, didn't I? Mike is going to die of SIDS tonight, isn't he?)
Chaos is breaking out across the rock and roll globe. The uncertainty of Scamper's future is causing normally rational folks to jump out of airplanes and beat the shit out of their cats. Hell, even David Ortiz is getting hospitalized for heart palpatations because of his concern for your local rock heroes.
Calm down, Big Papi. And everybody else just cooooooool out. Here's what's going on - after a crazy busy July followed by an August vacation from the rock and occasional roll, we're spending September and October (ta da!) recording new material. Since we're piecing together recording time with several different studios (thanks to the generous sponsors of the WBCN Rumble), scheduling is a bit of a juggle-fest doodle dandy. Add that to our already crazy (sometimes) adult lives and taking any of the offered September and October gigs would probably be a bit much. That's not saying we won't jump on a gig if the timing is right, but for now we're happily working on making the new recordings as kick-ass as possible.
In more general terms, Scamper has reached this whole new comfort zone. It's like we had a collective revelation: from here on in, we're only going to play the shows we want to play, when we want to play them. Not to get all hippie on your ass, but these days, we're all about simplifying, maaaaaaaaan. We've decided to cut out all the crap we don't like about being in a band (hustling to get ahead, money, stupid scene politics, negative nellies) and just getting back to the basics of why we wanted to form this band in the first place: we have a blast playing music together for you guys to enjoy.
So rest your weary hearts, sluggers. Scamper is more rock solid than ever. We're going to be around for a long time. (I just jinxed it, didn't I? Mike is going to die of SIDS tonight, isn't he?)
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Coincidentally, those who used to post comments on your journal have also decided to stop bothering.
Commenting on the lack of comments is so "Scamper '05."
I was going to comment earlier, but I've just found the strength to leave my room. The weakness that's hit me due to the lack of Scamper shows, or DeScampression as it's been diagnosed, is very difficult to overcome.
(It's also in the form of a repair guy that took up my whole day. Same difference)
You know, just because the repair guy comes to your house doesn't mean you have to get all porno on him. No matter what he says.
I've waited years to say this...COCKBLOCKER!
Now why'd you have to out Mike like that, Brendo? Uncool dude!
---==> Chris-to-bal
You know, just because the repair guy comes to your house doesn't mean you have to get all porno on him. No matter what he says.
Thanks for telling me this now, jackass.
Though, the fridge is running now, so maybe it was for the best.
NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR BAND!!!
You obviously do.
Alena, you're my hero.
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