Ouch, head.

Never.  NEVER, under any circumstances, do a show on St. Patrick’s Day!  And if you absolutely gotta, don’t make that the show where you decide not to drive cause you might wanna have a “few” drinks.  Because following your highly successful set will be a night of heavy heavy drinking, and a mess of stumbling band members, fans and friends all yelling at eachother, banging their heads on doors, improper sexual behavior, air guitar, drunken managers, fighting yelling screaming dancing.  You see people in a whole new light that maybe you shouldn’ta seen.  That is, before the lights go completely out in your head. 

Kidding, it wasn’t all that bad.  But I did wake up this morning not knowing how I managed to successfully get my guitars home in one piece.  

Truthfully, last night was a great night.  For a Wedesday at 11pm, I’d say a very successful event.  We played a great set (in my personal estimation), and had a grand ol’ party proceeding our stage show.  I want to personally thank all of our friends who partied with us, for risking the health of your livers in the interest of stroking our egos.

I hope you are all recovering well today, as I am.

And for future reference, if any booking agents are considering booking us on a St. Patricks Day - or for that matter - Cinco De Mayo, Superbowl Sunday, or Company Christmas parties, we you could just FORGET IT!  My liver refuses to participate.  

Cheers

-Ariel

KiNDERGARTEN