Like a Mixed Drink Waiting To HappenI 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.