Sadly, the Rummage Sale All-Stars never achieved success the way they had hoped.
I got my shirt from my grandfather. Everything else in our outfits was from some Goodwill type store in Ventura, California. We got to look dipped for like $10. I just could never figure out appropriate footwear.
Also this was shot on a disposable camera because 2002 or 2003 was a long ass time ago and we were/are cheap as fuck. We did a great job of angling out our friend taking the picture too.
To your credit, you looked like an indie band from ten years later, so … trailblazers?
Eh, that’s generous. The Strokes were big at the time, so that was probably the general fashion influence. We did metal epics and 5 minute long power pop punk songs, so the influence wasn’t musical.
Huh. I associate that tacky thrift store look with the early 2010s indie, but my mind ain't that reliable.
Here's Kings of Leon in 2003:
2001 Strokes:
That's the general vibe we were going for.
Look, you have to establish context for these things. And I maintain that unless you appreciate the Fall of Constantinople, the Great Fire of London, and Mickey Mantle's fatalist alcoholism, live Freddy makes no sense. If you want to half-ass it, fine, go call Simon Schama to do the appendix.
Borrowing from Colbert, reality has an anti-drummer bias.
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
Oh god, there is a utensil I hold with traditional grip. I can't remember what it is, but it does feel better that way.
Look, you have to establish context for these things. And I maintain that unless you appreciate the Fall of Constantinople, the Great Fire of London, and Mickey Mantle's fatalist alcoholism, live Freddy makes no sense. If you want to half-ass it, fine, go call Simon Schama to do the appendix.
Oh god, there is a utensil I hold with traditional grip. I can't remember what it is, but it does feel better that way.
The Hoywang?
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a rolling hoop
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a ton of lead
Wiggle - you can raise the dead
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
Wife and sister in law asked what I was laughing at. This took a lot of explanation and ended up being more embarrassing than I had expected (my expectations were considerable too).
Look, you have to establish context for these things. And I maintain that unless you appreciate the Fall of Constantinople, the Great Fire of London, and Mickey Mantle's fatalist alcoholism, live Freddy makes no sense. If you want to half-ass it, fine, go call Simon Schama to do the appendix.
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
Wife and sister in law asked what I was laughing at. This took a lot of explanation and ended up being more embarrassing than I had expected (my expectations were considerable too).
Serious unforced error. Best to saying something relatively less embarrassing like, "Just thinking about an episode of Young Sheldon."
"I never doubted myself for a minute for I knew that my monkey-strong bowels were girded with strength, like the loins of a dragon ribboned with fat and the opulence of buffalo dung." - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
There it is.
”INDER LOCK THE THE KISS THREAD IVE REALISED IM A PRZE IDOOT” - Thomas Jefferson
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
Wife and sister in law asked what I was laughing at. This took a lot of explanation and ended up being more embarrassing than I had expected (my expectations were considerable too).
Serious unforced error. Best to saying something relatively less embarrassing like, "Just thinking about an episode of Young Sheldon."
I didn't even bother talking about my username and "matedong."
Look, you have to establish context for these things. And I maintain that unless you appreciate the Fall of Constantinople, the Great Fire of London, and Mickey Mantle's fatalist alcoholism, live Freddy makes no sense. If you want to half-ass it, fine, go call Simon Schama to do the appendix.
hoy mistakes his playing on the matedong for art blakey, an artful and inventive powerhouse, when he's really more peter criss, off beat and obviously deteriorating skill.
Quality.
a lifetime serving one machine
Is ten times worse than prison