10. I just spent 3 hours learning how to use Adobe Photoshop in order to make the cheap-ass flyer displayed prominently above.
9. I just realized that any functional retard could have probably pulled that off in MS Paint. In a diabetic coma. And probably make it look much better. I hate my job.
8. The $15 dollars you’re spending to come see us, you would likely have wasted on drugs, alcohol, sex, or all three, depending on whether you’re going for quality or quantity.
7. What the hell else are you doing at 10 30pm on a Thursday night? Just show up already.
6. We need the labels that are going to be present and judging to think that we have fans, or at least some kind of minor following, even though we and almost everyone else knows much, much better.
5. Who am I kidding? Even I’m probably not gonna show up.
4. Show up or don’t call us when we blow up.
3. But do email Conor Stief (conorstief@soulplanemusic.com) if you want to book us for any gigs, even when we’re famous. Just be prepared to pay out the assholio.
2. Nobody takes anything I do or say seriously. I hate my job.
1. In all seriousness, we’ve been working really hard all winter for this very night. It’s been a journey and a half on this midnight train, and we would like you and all of yours to come help reap what we’ve put our blood, sweat and tears in to sow, to join us as we feast on the fruits of our labour. If you like what you hear on the site right now, then you’re going to have a blast at the show, and that statement has an official Soul Plane Seal of Approval on it... see you there, homie.
Peace!
