We Are Not Myths. I promise.

THIS BLOG WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN ON FEB 13TH 2008

We met the 2 most oddest, down, ridic fans in the world yesterday. When you think of oddest you think of the many girls who think its "cool" to wear tights with really short shorts in absurd colors that proceed to think it will turn on the extremely "attractive" lead singer and he suddenly will dig your 12 year old under developed body. When you think of down you may think of someone who came to the show during finals week and doesnt give a rats ass he or she may fail and have to drop out of college. Then when  ridic comes to mind you think of the many fans who have tried to "persuade" the band into letting you play suck face and use the tool that would allow them the option of harshly pulling your scene zebra hair our of your effing skull. . Those on their own are Odd, Down and Ridiculous, but have you ever thought to put all three labels together? They come in the form of 2 girls. One from Cleveland (go figure) and the other from Boston (mass?) on a journey across America all for the band that makes you dance your little ass off. . . white. .  Shit, I thought we were odd, down and ridic. We got beat by a mother fucking LONG SHOT. Some fans. I thought they were just some urban legend we only hear about on the interwebz.

 

Day 2 of Cobra tour has sent me with a little bit of mixed emotions. Dont get me wrong, I love this band more than the ridiculous dance moves Gabe calls white but sometimes its just a little to hard to share. Sharing is caring? Who ever came up with that concept should be shot. Sharing is not caring in this case. We have built our selves to become elitist, selfish little turds from LA. What can I say? We have been spoiled. Yesterday talking to Suarez made me realize that its been way to long since an actual conversation and in Gabe's words "ITS BEEN LIKE A YEAR SINCE WE'VE ACTUALLY TALKED!" Sadly it has and that year has gone by way to fast. From bugging the hell out of Mr. Saporta for a headliner we NOW dont want to watching his straightened hair on MTV the year has gone by way to fast. I think being there since the beginning makes the situation 10x harder. From being the one of the only 5 kids in the crowd for the opener of all openers shaking our asses off is mad impressive. I mean come on. Openers of ALL openers. I will never forget those days when you spoke the words " Cobra Starship" the word associated would be "that snakes on a plane song?" . . . . NO . that G-A-B-E gonna get you high. Pure joy.

 

Drama. Follows us everywhere. You sign the contract to drama once you decide to beat out a certain crowd. Your labeled. Forever Hated. Happens. I was thrown into drama for something I had no control over. Lucky? I guess. Its something that happens. Dont let them forget. I guess it will follow us for as long as we love the bands associated with the drama. For as long as we love music I take it. Its more of a gift then a burden. To be hated means your not invisible. Your out of the crowd of normal faces and into the crowd where its your first name or nothing. Your name becomes a fad. Your past becomes made up. Your memories switched around by what they say about you. The snickers behind closed doors. The mocking behind your back. It becomes your life. Its a life you are forced to accept and Im fine with it.

 

Thats all for now. For those who are coming to future dates. This tour is a really really ridiculously good looking tour. Little PJ and sexy John Mayer made my life. . Their in a band called FIRECROTCH aka We The Kings. Love em.

 

Theres also a BUSTED John Mayer. THe world is surrounded by John Mayers.

 

 

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