This is How it is in the Movies Too

Last night's set was abysmal. And when I say "abysmal," I mean it was like that whole thing of looking into the abyss and the abyss looking back. Yes, yes, we're all monsters, Mr. Nietzsche, thank you. I felt like shit, and I've been feeling like shit all week, so I think it finally came out on stage as just plain "blah."

In other words, I can kill while I've got food poisoning, but a stressful week, ooh-darling, that leads to comedy lead which shan't be turned into gold, no way, no how.

Alex and Ed and John and Eric I helped talk me down from going to a video store and spending endless amounts of money on DVDs I don't need. I was lucky, however, to find a used copy of "Amplitude," which is the game Red Octane made before they made "Guitar Hero." Imagine "Tempest" meets "Guitar Hero" and you've got a fun game that made absolutely no money.

Anyway. Anyway. Anyway.

I was still feeling a bit down after the show. I mean, people bomb. But I still felt bad for the way I went about it.

And I'm on the subway, listening to my Anonymous 4, and take it all the way to Queens to Ditmars. Now, Anonymous 4 is the music I listen to when I'm super depressed. Sort of the music that's supposed to calm me down while still letting me pity myself like a seventh-grader.

I'm all woe-is-me, woe-is-me, when who should walk out from the train adjacent to mine?

Maddog Mattern.

That's all I need to say.