listening to...

Rosebuds/Make Out. How the hell are they not fucking ginourmously gigantic again?
fuck.

Rosebuds/Make Out. How the hell are they not fucking ginourmously gigantic again?
fuck.
last october, me, bri, mikey, and natey drove the van down to madison to watch our bandmate get married. it ruled; it was beaiutful. jen was beautiful. here are a few small mem's. def' 'went out' after.
a sneak peek at brad, philly and joe's record coming out this summer is absolutely MURDERING our band's hotel rooms/backstage/headphonetime/stagetime/planeride/everytime shit right now. in tribute, i am starting a series of photos of our boys... mostly from last year.
totally fell asleep in the same bed even though the other one was empty watching a british show about an american teenagers becoming comfortable with their homosexuality. totally terrible american accents. also, note the CRATE of cider.