Faspitch and The City: Part II
Current mood: worried
Category: Life

The concrete world is starting to get ya. The city is alive, the city is expanding. Living in the city can be demanding. Oooh yeah... Inner City Pressure. There's the traveling to and from gigs, waking up before the traveling, showering after the waking up, processing the bodily functions that don't normally process cos you just woke up and you're hungry and your trying to process your hunger, and then there is the playing in front of people who have totally not heard you before (and sometimes totally not like you at all), meeting new and interesting people (in good and bad ways), and meeting new and interesting obstacles to city life. Example no. 1 - Second Hand Smoke. That has been quite the dilemma for me lately: Breathe the smog or breathe the cigarette smoke. Either way I fail. Most of the bars we've played at are smoking bars so I've had to inhale large clumps of used nicotine and it finally got to me about a week ago. I had to ask Lalay to take me to the Hospital as I was having trouble breathing. Quasi-Official Diagnosis: asthma attack due to second hand smoke. As a result I've had to ask my bandmates to not smoke near me, and if at all to smoke at the window (poor poor fellows). Lalay wins the roll for [Pendant of the Asthmatic Vocalist]. Word. Example no. 2 - First hand smoke. I don't smoke but most people around me do. And they're doing it more and more. It's none of my business but it is not a beautiful sight to behold (much less to be-smell hehe). At all. Example no. 3 - Free beer. Oh wait... that's not an obstacle. Let's move on now. Neon signs, hidden messages. Questions, answers, fetishes. You know you're not in high finance. Considering second hand underpants. Check your mind, how'd it get so bad? What happened to those other underpants you had? Yeah, I do sometimes wonder where my other underpants went. I had a pair of nice ones the other day, but they seem to have disappeared at the laundrymat along with my brown handkerchief. Speaking of which, I would like to say Happy Happy Birthday to Alex Lim who's constant understanding and loving care has provided us with a means of retrieving our laundry. He has also over the years allowed us to grow as a band and provided us with some super awesome experiences and equally awesome advice. More importantly though, he has been a friend (a very good one) and a father figure to us and has always been there in times of need. You are a true angel in disguise Alex and were it not for you Faspitch would not exist as we know it today. We hope you have many more birthdays to come and would be proud to be there with you at each and every one of them. I think that it has been the presence of people such as Alex, Lalay, and the rest of Urbandub, our techs, Ralf, and whole bunch of other folks (including the fans) that have really helped us deal with the "Inner City Pressure". Not their individual expertise but the care and warmth they show to us everyday. These are the things that are sometimes lacking from an unfamiliar cityscape. I thank these people everyday and I hope we meet more like them. I would also like to thank everyone (EVERYONE) who attended, made possible, and made amazing the What The F! tour we did during April. The last leg of the tour was somewhat anti-climactic (due to a self-destructing bass amp) but it was still something we were very proud of and are very thankful for. We have another tour lined up in June with Typecast for No Fear that we are really looking forward to, especially with a few more new songs being added to our setlists. We want to see you again. And so I have to stop writing now. The floor is dirty and I'm on a mission to achieve complete floor cleanliness. So here I go, load some Dallas Green and git wid da mopping. Henry