summer bummer (rhyming is easy)

I cannot catch a break. Directly on the heels of Joel's departure and the slowly fading drama involving my fair-skinned friend with benefits, comes the biggest heartbreak of the summer (thus far). Max Bemis, self-proclaimed crazy person and frontman for Say Anything, has pulled his band off the bill of nearly every show of their current headlining tour. Citing the ever popular and always valid reason, "due to circumstances beyond our control," Max has left the other bands on the tour, Emmanuel and Circa Survive, to fend for themselves. Undoubtedly, high-school kids around the nation, whose affections lie more with silly-ass haircuts than with good music, will still show up in droves...but not me. I've seen the kind of chicks that hang out at Circa Survive shows.

In other news, as good as gospel has recently written a slew of the best songs ever, with salivating titles such as "p.s. this is spiteful" and "we're nothing if not consistent." Undoubtedly, these songs will soon bring fame and fortune to all involved, but the unwashed masses (you) will have to wait until Brains gets back from Almanor to hear them (protools and all). Until then, you could always just show up at the ugly-ass singer's house and pay him five bucks to play you whatever you want.

In other news (yes, I am repetitive...get over it), my birthday is soon. Buy me something. Or, if you are one of the girls that I continually obsess over (or vice-versa), feel free to come over next Sunday...we can make out.