Personal Writing: On My Time

The best and worst two days of my life took place at Bogarts with
my band Radioactive Weasel last month. We had practiced daily for near
three years, and our group decided to pull together again and enter "The
Battle of the Bands." This was the first time we sparingly paid fifty
dollars to perform anywhere. All the other competitions we had entered were
mail in tapes and then wait for a response. We got out of bed at five in
the morning, then raced to our drummer's house. Loaded on uppers, practiced
four and a half hours to perfect our original songs, we were to play that
Pumped and ready to get started we packed the van with our drums
and guitars then started our journey to ...

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best position to be in is about
fourth or fifth band because that is when the crowd starts getting into the
music. Pissed off I haphazardly wandered back to my group to inform them
of my greatest mistake.
We loaded the equipment into the worlds slowest elevator, and
stumbled our way to the backstage lounge. After I had read graffiti
covered walls until my heart was content I noticed much writing by some of
my favorite groups like Nine Inch Nails, Marilyn Mansion, Korn, and The
Dead Milkmen. Inspired by them I also signed the wall with some chosen
words. The time had rolled around for the first band to hit the stage.
Excited, we rushed our way into the mosh pit, (in my mind the only place to
be). Screams turned into whispers as Pieces entered the stage in a cowardly
manor. After they vaigly introduced their band, in a well-maintained
surprano voice we listened to about a song and a half. Our group returned
to the lounge to put on our stage clothes. I screamed in front ...

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I ran to the front of the stage, with rage in my eyes, and
smoothly pulled off my first solo of the night. Satisfied, I paced back to
the center of the stage, and continued my rhythm with a slow motion filled
Song three was starting as our two guitarist finished "Spectrum."
With heavy bass beats and whaling drums, the crowd started to move
viciously about the floor. Without any care in the world I began to jump
up and down with the beat of the song. Starting to sweat, with great pride
I began to play even harder. Inspired by me, the two guitar players also
started to loosen, as they enjoyed the heavy flow of riffs in "This Side
Down," previously written by our rhythm ...

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