Well, we were all pretty fucking tired after yesterday’s workload but everyone showed up on time. Kent picked up some pastries and one little piece of cherry filled confectionary caught our eye. (More on this in a later blog)
The Mr. Submarine sandwiches went down well but I was surprised how little free beer the band drank. They’ll never get anywhere in the music business, if they’re going to take their duties that seriously. Did I mention it was free?
Dan’s forearms, luckily, held up.
Dong didn’t have anymore toilet mishaps. Well, ones that he will admit to.
Carissa had even had a little time to skip out and buy some shoes for a July 4th party. I’m trying to remember the last time I had to run out for a pair of shoes so I could attend a party. Has any guy ever run out to buy party shoes?
After the long day, I grabbed everyone and shot some video for Dong’s promo.
My car even started.
And now ladies and gentlemen…the songs.
They Have Laid Me Down – This was a toughie. Over four hours to get the bedtrack. Tempers flared. Finally, cooler heads prevailed and we managed to get it done. It has quite a ways to go before it’s finished but I think the core of the song is there.
Carissa’s Song – My little tribute to the most diminutive member of our band. Or almost any band. The lead at the end is not there but Carissa’s little “Yeahas” etc. more than make up for it.
The Road To Hannah – This seems to be Dong’s favorite song. I think it would be the single if there was such a thing as singles today. I’m really looking forward to when the is finished. I’m extremely lucky that I’m such a bonehead when it comes to American geography. (another song that Matt said he liked…swoon)
“C’mon Carissa. We’re bandmates. Let me see just one of them.”
Too much fun was being had and Kent was forced to declare Martial Law. The whereabouts of some of the band members is still unknown.
Dong hits a note so bad, he temporarily goes blind in one eye.
“Gosh everyone, how about we try and play a good old fashioned Polka!?”
Carissa practices here “Don’t Fucking Mess With Me” look for the Paparazzi, when she leaves the studio.
“Whoa! I just remembered where I put that Fudgesickle down!”
Jason gets his legendary drum sound by personally chewing his cymbals to the consistency of moccasins.
Jason gets really excited as Dan gets ready to show introduce him to Artie, his 17 foot pet tape worm.
“Wow! How’s Harry Potter ever going to get out of that sticky pickle?”
The classic rock penis pose as performed by Dong.
Whether in Puerto Rico or the United States, Juan doesn’t travel anywhere without his friend and lover, Waldo, the Imaginary Bunny.
“I wonder if sound can’t travel through a vacuum, how come vacuum cleaners are so darned noisy?”
Jason was named official guardian of the sandwich platter and took his job very, very seriously.
All three of these men are staring at Carissa’s ass through their highly developed peripheral vision.
There’s nothing Dong likes better, after laying down a successful track, than to bark like a dolphin.
Jason dreams of a world where all butternut squash tastes like ice cream.
At one point during the weekend, Dong accidentally dropped his brain onto the floor.
“Man, only 38 cents to Garrote someone. The cheese-wire costs more than that!”
We would like to take this opportunity to categorically state that there is no way that Dong eats the first born children of couples who accidentally get too close to the stage. There was that one time that he tripped and fell mouth first onto a baby’s head, but it was an isolated incident.
“Jesus Christ! Turn around Dong. I’m being sucked into an alternative universe! “
“Do not sucker punch the engineer. Do not sucker punch the engineer! Damn this is hard!”
Mid-solo nap time.
“Just a quick one of these and that fucking nun was D-E-A- dead”
This might not be the official Discount Romance band photo...unless Kent makes us.
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