You are familiar with our time-tested decision procedures. Now watch us roll as we finalize a set list (HA HA HA) and choose between paper confetti and the more glittery traditional foil stuff. The paper option is sort of attractive. Because it's lighter, it hovers in the air supernaturally before wafting to its death on the beer coated dance floor or in your drink. It also comes in a handy jet-propelled tube for maximum impact as long as I don't point it at my face or the floor. But the glittery foil stuff is so pretty when it catches the light! And the soundmen hate it even more than paper - it's always good to offend the guy whose finger is inches away from the "suck" knob. Plus it sinks to the bottom of your drink so you can probably ignore it and keep sipping. Unfortunately it comes in dinky little containers, so I have to be extremely athletic to get a bunch of them going (AND in the right direction) for an ethereal surprise explosion.
Next up: what will we wear and how will I do my hair? If I use hairspray and it gets in my mouth, I'll want to spit all night, and that's probably too rock for the occasion.
It HAD been ten years since our last show. No one stopped us from playing another one, but what are we supposed to do now?
Sunday, 18 May 2008
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spitting is so rock. sadly, i may still be coughing up mucus, which may also be rock, but not nearly to the extent of spitting. spittle sparkle, indeed.
If your head is in just the right position, the spit can arc most gracefully, glistening under the spotlight. Mucus, not so much.
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