Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
you just gotta rock the shit
Greetings everybody, this is a message from yours truly - Johnny Chez, delivering personally to you nothing short of the chez. The past nights on the road were grusome, or in other words a damned god great time. It was Pancho's uteral emergence annirversery, for a score now he's been gracing the world with his undeniable good looks. The celebration took place in the section of the world where nothing is real, the barrier of concrete and abstract fluctuates as the night goes on, you walk for miles in one definate direction and find yourself exactly where you started. We began the night by parking the gamblervan in an arbitrary unknown location on the outskirts of the city. Around the corner, upon coming across a particularly classy coffee shop, we decided to begin our adventures by indulging in the fruits of the town, for the coffee in dreamland is highly regarded. We continued to hop a tram to the center of town. The events that followed are never to be spoken of in rational language, it is unsure whether they actually occurred. The only truth that could be derived from our adventures is that everyone can be sure the GN&R will present to whomever is open for listening a music that has no name, a music we welcome you to be part of, a music that you can rock the fuck out to. Stay classy gamblerfans.










