Yeah I heard about that spitting incident!Stay out of spitting distance, Geoff's a spitter!
Yeah I heard about that spitting incident!
Ha that's so funny because our merch table was set up right next to Soil's and Ryan was there taking pictures with a bunch of fans. He was standing two feet away from me for a half an hour and after the fans were gone I didn't say a damn word to him lol. I'm weird like that I was nervous as hell every time I've met Anthrax too. I actually thought about you guys and I should have said something but didn't, I'm such a bitch. Tonight I'm going to make a conscious effort to talk to Geoff unless he stays on the bus the whole time like Hed PE did.Sooo...did you tell the Soil guys I said hi?
Things got better when Geoff came up and shook our hands and asked about our band which was very nice of him, I tried to talk to him but got interrupted by rasta man who learned who he was last week and I a Queensryche fan since age 14 couldn't get a fucking word in. Thanks. Stage was so small I was pinned in a corner and couldn't move, rasta's decision to put me there even though that's not where I go on stage ever, but his ego would never allow himself to go there. Not a big deal to most but I go fucking nuts on stage, I'm basically Scott except with a bass. Not basically, EXACTLY. Everyone else in the band got to move and have fun except me and I lost it. Launched my bass 30 feet across the club sending people scrambling and stormed out after our set. Left my Ampeg cab outside Geoff's trailer and told his crew they can keep it and did a burn out on the street with the stang and went home. Haven't talked to my band since.
OK here's what happened...
Just an overall bad experience, this is why I don't get my hopes up for anything in life anymore. It started on the way there when my rack smashed out the dash of my mustang while braking on the drive there. My 2001 Stage 2 limited edition Roush Mustang that is (yeah the one with the side exhaust, google image it). Super mad then downtown Orlando is all one-way streets and fucking chaos and I can't find the club and when I do I have to lug my shit 2 blocks with no help of course, no one helps the bass player, all the while hoping I don't get towed because they fuck everyone who parks downtown. Then Geoff's band soundchecked and left all their gear on stage for us to play around
Thanks for asking though guys I know you all wanted it to go well for me I appreciate it! I'm getting too old for this anyway, I'd rather shoot the shit about bands with you guys than play in one anymore.
