i wrote zines frequently in the mid/late-90s. i traded zines with a kid from tucsan named seth. he wrote this rad zine called puberty strike. in 2003 i found out he was hunx from my fave dancepunk outfit of all time, gravy train!!!! & i kind of swooned. he's gay but whatevs.
well, his new band (the amazing hunx and his punx) played the cactus club tonight. along with holy shit! (i love those guys) & shannon & the clams (who i am now officially OBSESSED with!) and it was a fucken BOMBASS show!
i tore my room apart to find my ancient copy of seth's (hunx's) old zine puberty strike #1 and got myself PSYCHED for an awesome show. drank a bottle of boone's farm before leaving the house (it was their "mountain berry" flavor, in case you were curious) & got all giddy while listening to the descendants & (very old lookout!) green day. ben picked me up around 8pm & then we went to get our lovely lady lorax. made it to the cactus club with WAY too much time to spare.
so we DRANK. well, ben & lorax drank a little. i drank a fuck-ton lot. i lost count. i can tell you that there was a lot of whiskey & cola. also, strongbow. lorax drank a few vodka tonics & ben had a few ciders. i got PLASTERED. which was fun. i'm thrilled that i didn't pass out or black out or puke. i just got happily wasted. it was pretty great.
my exboyfriend's exgirlfriend (who i have a god-awful shameful crush on) showed up, so i bought her a couple of drinks & half-assedly flirted. she was there with some dude who was kind of yawn but whatever. she was a lovely sight to look at. tall. lanky. facial tattoos. the fullest lips i ever did see. i'm a lousy flirt.
holy shit! played & they amused me greatly, like always. sarah danger showed up & then the magic truly began! so happy to have a buncha awesomely wonderful peops surrounding me. the night gets a lil hazy at this point...
shannon and the clams played and they were fantastic. i'm in love with shannon. she is a chubby femme hottie who reminds me of me (or my jeep.) and she plays kick ass rocknroll. i danced my short-dressed ass off. and then proceeded to drink more whiskey and cider. i was falling down at this point.
which is when i spotted hunx (aka seth from the old days) & yanked my copy of puberty strike out of my crappy dickies messenger bag. i accosted him with words full of praise and utter fangrrrl-dom. i asked him to sign my copy of the zine & he said he would, but did i have any lipstick? (like any good femme, of course i did.) so he signed my copy of the zine he sent me when i was fifteen and he was eighteen... in my lipstick. i asked him for a kiss & he said i could kiss his cheek. he made a herpes joke and we both laughed. mainly cos i have it & he joked that he might, too. who knows!?!?! i hugged him a bunch of times and nearly passed out. he and his punx took the stage and rocked me. so hard. like, if i was getting fucked i'd have come & come & come again. righteous. shannon (of the clams) plays in the band, too. she needed an albuterol inhaler. which is funny cos i had one with me. i barely ever use it but i had it. i pushed my way to the front & gave it to her. oh i gave it to her, all right... she thanked me & they played several more songs and it was fucken incredible!
after the show i had ben take a picture of me kissing her cheek. yeah, i kissed shannon and hunx! and ben has the proof!
we (ben, lorax & i) went to bay view family diner to eat food & sober up. i couldn't stop laughing so i tried to dramatically bang my head into the table & my eye/cheek connected with a water glass & now i have the beginning of a very vicious black eye.
yeah. i look tough.
even tho i'm not.
such a good fucken night. great show. zine signed. cheeks kissed. broken face. DRUNK DRUNK DRUNK.
i fucken love this town!
well, his new band (the amazing hunx and his punx) played the cactus club tonight. along with holy shit! (i love those guys) & shannon & the clams (who i am now officially OBSESSED with!) and it was a fucken BOMBASS show!
i tore my room apart to find my ancient copy of seth's (hunx's) old zine puberty strike #1 and got myself PSYCHED for an awesome show. drank a bottle of boone's farm before leaving the house (it was their "mountain berry" flavor, in case you were curious) & got all giddy while listening to the descendants & (very old lookout!) green day. ben picked me up around 8pm & then we went to get our lovely lady lorax. made it to the cactus club with WAY too much time to spare.
so we DRANK. well, ben & lorax drank a little. i drank a fuck-ton lot. i lost count. i can tell you that there was a lot of whiskey & cola. also, strongbow. lorax drank a few vodka tonics & ben had a few ciders. i got PLASTERED. which was fun. i'm thrilled that i didn't pass out or black out or puke. i just got happily wasted. it was pretty great.
my exboyfriend's exgirlfriend (who i have a god-awful shameful crush on) showed up, so i bought her a couple of drinks & half-assedly flirted. she was there with some dude who was kind of yawn but whatever. she was a lovely sight to look at. tall. lanky. facial tattoos. the fullest lips i ever did see. i'm a lousy flirt.
holy shit! played & they amused me greatly, like always. sarah danger showed up & then the magic truly began! so happy to have a buncha awesomely wonderful peops surrounding me. the night gets a lil hazy at this point...
shannon and the clams played and they were fantastic. i'm in love with shannon. she is a chubby femme hottie who reminds me of me (or my jeep.) and she plays kick ass rocknroll. i danced my short-dressed ass off. and then proceeded to drink more whiskey and cider. i was falling down at this point.
which is when i spotted hunx (aka seth from the old days) & yanked my copy of puberty strike out of my crappy dickies messenger bag. i accosted him with words full of praise and utter fangrrrl-dom. i asked him to sign my copy of the zine & he said he would, but did i have any lipstick? (like any good femme, of course i did.) so he signed my copy of the zine he sent me when i was fifteen and he was eighteen... in my lipstick. i asked him for a kiss & he said i could kiss his cheek. he made a herpes joke and we both laughed. mainly cos i have it & he joked that he might, too. who knows!?!?! i hugged him a bunch of times and nearly passed out. he and his punx took the stage and rocked me. so hard. like, if i was getting fucked i'd have come & come & come again. righteous. shannon (of the clams) plays in the band, too. she needed an albuterol inhaler. which is funny cos i had one with me. i barely ever use it but i had it. i pushed my way to the front & gave it to her. oh i gave it to her, all right... she thanked me & they played several more songs and it was fucken incredible!
after the show i had ben take a picture of me kissing her cheek. yeah, i kissed shannon and hunx! and ben has the proof!
we (ben, lorax & i) went to bay view family diner to eat food & sober up. i couldn't stop laughing so i tried to dramatically bang my head into the table & my eye/cheek connected with a water glass & now i have the beginning of a very vicious black eye.
yeah. i look tough.
even tho i'm not.
such a good fucken night. great show. zine signed. cheeks kissed. broken face. DRUNK DRUNK DRUNK.
i fucken love this town!
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