Monday, March 2, 2009

Shtop Throwin' Shnowballsh

Well it's the Wednesday after our little venture with Ceremony, Cruel Hand, and Streetwalkers. This means more summarizing with incomplete sentences, stories ya'll probably don't give a fuck about, and this time, PICTURES! Maybe video, if anyone has it? Before I start though, I just need to say Streetwalkers and Cruel Hand are incredible bands. If you haven't heart either of them, check them out NOW. http://myspace.com/streetwalkersoneword // http://myspace.com/cruelhand.

WEDNESDAY 2-25-09:
5am - We all start driving down to San Diego. Phil is driving first shift, Colin in passanger seat, Joey in far back, I am on the floor in the middle between a bunch of seats sleeping. We get gas, I get a Concha and some chocolate milk. I finish half of both and fall asleep. Joey and I are awake at about 830am and we instantly start yelling and making fun of one another. This means that it will be a pretty typical journey for Crucified. We stop to get In-And-Out and pump gas around 10am and play a short game of Wiffle Ball. Phil can't hit worth shit. Shortly after we are in Anahiem, I am waving my SJ Sharks shirt out the window and calling people out. No one even seemed to notice, I then get made fun of for reading Harry Potter.

We get to San Diego a good 9,000 hours early (it was my idea to leave at 5am. I hate being late) and we go to pick up our new records from a local UPS Store. The pressing plant didn't send them; don't ever go through Rainbo Records, they are nazis and rapists. We hang out with No Truce for a while, go into the venue to start the show (which was in a BAD ASS record store. Seriously, if you live near SD, go to PB Music Trader and support it) and bring, in the words of our Steel Nation buddies, "the motha fuckin' pain." Show went very well except SDPD Shutting it down RIGHT at 10pm. San Diego was awesome. After that we went to Temecula to sleep with No Truce and Steel Nation.

THURSDAY 2-26-09:
830am - We wake up, hang out, watch the Price is Right and realize it's an absolutely terrible show. Drew Carrey is a fatty. We get food with Steel Nation, hang for a minute, then drive to East LA to pick up our splits. They are in! YAY. We go to Kinko's and make "limited hand numbered covers" out of nothing because we don't have the real covers yet. We make 33 and still have a bunch. Right on. hang out in front of the venue for a while until it opens. The venue is very small and we wonder, "Should the show be in here?" The answer was no. People got turned away from the door, it was a mess. However the show itself was fun.
Thanks to Righteous Photography:

For more pics of the night:
http://s282.photobucket.com/albums/kk264/killthesnakes/Crucified/2-26-09/

We then make our way up to Salinas. Phil at this point really wanted food and I didn't want to pull over. I told him the gayer the stuff you do to Joey, the more likely I am to pull over. Phil then gets fully naked and rubs himself on Joey. Joey is pissed, Phil is stoked to get food. Well, joke is on him, I didn't pull over. We arrive in Salinas at 5am and go to sleep.

FRIDAY 2-27-09:
I don't remember when we woke up but we got Denny's (the pancake Puppies are quite the fucking invention) and then we roll out to Fresno. We watched Mimic 2 in the van and have regretted it ever since. We get to Fresno and its a tiny venue and a TON of kids. Let me just say, this show was by far the most fun. I wish there was video of our set so you could see the hundreds of stage dives and tons of kids moshing who didn't even know who we were. Not to mention the kid in the wheel chair circle pitting which has to be the hardest thing I have ever seen. I wish I knew that kid, he's fucking awesome. Oh did I mention the mic didn't work? Great show all around. Streetwalkers killed it. We then drive home after the show. About an hour into the drive home the van get a little wabbly. Our back passanger-side tire fucking BLOWS out. It didn't just pop, it BLEW. THE. FUCK. UP. Our van was swirving all over CA-99 and the only reason we didn't flip was because our amazing friend Veronica controlled the shit out of that van after that tire went. She got us to the side of the road safely and we owe her everything. So with a fucked up tire (we have a picture but you can't really see the damage too well) we were on the side of the road for 2 hours freezing our asses of. Finally the tire gets changed and we are going home. Phil almost killed us again so I drove and got us home safely cause I'm amazing.

SATURDAY 2-28-09:
Woke up with a fever. Played the show anyway and had a great time. Way to go, NorCal. The benefit made a good amount of money, so that was awesome. Here are some pictures from that thanks to Brenton:
(Click to enlarge)
Clark.  Thanks to Brenton.
Colin.  Thanks to Brenton.
Joey.  Thanks to Brenton.
Nick.  Thanks to Brenton
Phil.  Thanks to Brenton.

Full Length coming soon. I'll have left over merch up soon.

Nick

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