Fuckin Tired / by Zack Smith

I made $5 last night. I got to the Pearl ready for rehearsing a few tunes for the gig at the Saturn, but there was no rehearsal to be had, and we wouldn't be gigging for another 6 hours. By 2:30 we were on stage, i was tired as fuck, playing to 5 people who were still there. But, the crowd still did outnumber the band, even though they were at the bar..so we played. Loud blues, loud funk, space rock. im pretty sure J was singing, and some keys were played, but all i had was bass in my right ear and snare in my left - yeah. Reeger even made it to see the last few tunes, sorry you had to hear that. At 3:15 we ended, collected $5 for the gig (there were 6 bands) - to have some $ for food on Sunday (im broke, again) and went home.

It's tough to hang in bars for over 6 hours when you are not drinking. All you want is that "one" to feel the calm - but we know where that goes. Next thing you know, your neighbor's waking you up passed out two blocks from you house...6 more hours later.

So, im fucking exhausted today, woke up at 8, couldn't go back to sleep. Now i am back at CANARY scanning some old CAC images.

This week is a busy one. shooting a bit, teaching alot, rehearsing alot, gigging this weekend w/ Rotary Downs. Summertime rolls