Memories.

I recently stumbled across one of the band's shows we had recorded...After announcing my drunkenness to the crowd:

Me: This song is called Breathe. It's about breathing. (Blocher and three people laugh.)

...melodic, long, slow building intro begins...and is interrupted by loud Darth Vader noises made into the microphone....

Me: "It's about breathing, think about it." (Blocher laughs again.)

Haubenreich: Jay, you're a fucking idiot.

Band Practice

...Song begins, and after a few verses, the music is suddenly punctuated by an interjection...

Me: Bucky Sucks!

...The song ends...

Me: Ahl be honest, Ah have no idea what's going on right now but ah hope yer lahkin it.

...30 seconds of retuning guitars passes...

Haubenreich: You're a towel!

...a song later, I crack an enormous "Mama joke" followed by a loud chorus of "Ohhhh!!!"...

Loyal Moshers

Me: This next song is brand new... it's gay as hell, but we like it. It's called Index.

Haubenreich: Hey, shut up! I wrote it. (someone in the crowd yells "Jailee!")

Me: No you didn't.

Haubenreich: I did too, Goddammi...

Me: (interrupting) JaiLee! (silence and confusion, followed by Blocher laughter.)

Included because it's Glorious.

...God I miss being in a band.

Yes. the Shirts are pointing correctly.

Oh, I would also like to submit my all-time favorite overheard and recorded comment from one of our shows at the Chi Psi frathouse at State....in the midst of blaring guitars, vocals, bass, and drums...the voice of a frat boy emerges: "I have a small penis, but a big full heart." Awwww.

(Haub: FYI, this features you singing "Heat of the Moment" Nickelback-style...concluded by a booming "ASIA!")