Saturday, December 02, 2006

Like a Mixed Drink Waiting To Happen

I feel like I should post this while it's still fresh in my mind.

The Plastic Flappybats took the stage again tonight at Artwalk, and had a smashing time doing so this evening.

Were we good? I dunno. Do we care? Not particularly. I'm sure that I've mentioned this before: the only thing that matters is that we do the best we can do, taking into consideration our general skill level, the amount of practice we've had, and the average level of intoxication of the band at the time we play.

And, y'know what? Given those parameters-- the 'Bats freaking killed it. We had fun. We were sloppy, it was so cold out that guitars started going outta tune--- but we did our best, and we had a lot of fun in the process.

The Plastic Flappybats are the best band you'll probably never hear. And even if you did, you might just not get it. We're that lowbrow.


At 9:30 PM, Blogger spongebather said...

Just a little news tidbit to ruin your day (from Paul W's website):

Dec. 20, 2006
Sorry to have to report some bad news today. Jim Walsh posts in his blog that Paul had a nasty injury to his left hand, cutting some nerves and damaging cartilage, and is currently in a cast. The details:
"A week or so ago he put a screwdriver through his left hand trying to get some wax out of a candle and cut some nerves and ripped some cartilage and hurt himself pretty bad. He's in a cast. He's seen a couple doctors who say he won't be able to play guitar for a year."

So please send out some good thoughts or say a prayer to the divinity of your choice for a speedy recovery.


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