Oh hello, 1 follower away from 200.
This’ll be like a life landmark or something. How the fuck do you people put up with my inane babble
Faith No More is blaring from my room. THE MUSIC IS GOOOOOD. And I am too awake for this time in the morning.
Today me and the wig wearing leather donning 80s wannabes under the pseudonym of Juicebox enter the studio to record our cover of Whitesnake’s Still of the Night. Not entirely certain how I intend to pull off Coverdale style falsetto but fuck it, any excuse to wear my leather jacket. And Maiden tee. And skinny jeans.
We got the first basic mix of the new single from Hand of Horus today, and it’s sounding pretty damn awesome. There’s about 2,000 vocal harmonies from me in one section and it doesn’t sound like I’m strangling a cat so that’s always a helpful beginning. Final version should be out by the end of the week and the single will be available for free download. Hope you guys check it out if you’re into your melodic metalcore.
Wait, I still don’t even have my own band’s T-Shirt yet, the fuck?!
Aaaaand that’s the shameless band plugs done. Not.
On the 17th is the date of Elastic Leg Party’s first gig, which is only inevitable to be fucking mental. Even more so since my guitar lecturer’s band is supporting us (which is weird considering his band are the ones we rip off basically). Aaaaaaaand then on the following Friday is the first gig of Juicebox, in which I perform my first proper gig as both a vocalist and a guitarist; the band’s frontman basically.
Fucking terrified. Guitar I can do to a par level, vocals I try to do to a sub par level, but both for an entire set in a band performing a genre where having a top notch vocalist is absolutely necessary, not to mention a lot of solos?
NO FUCKING PRESSURE THEN.