Action: Delay!
This entry is overdue...but I wanna write it anyway. On Saturday, we had another kickin rehearsal. I had come to practise prepared to furthur rehearse and polish the 5 Kevala songs we debuted at Holy Joe's, but my bandmates really felt like jamming new stuff instead.
That was a wise choice, because we ended up with three decent song ideas by the end of the day. One of the things that is so awesome about the current state of the band is that we seem to be able to churn out new song ideas like buttah. I think a reasonable goal for us is to have 10 full-fledged songs by the end of the summer.
After an adventurous all-star wings outing (see: honey jerk & szechuan) we proceeded to do, in my opinion, one of the best band-bonding experiences ever. In a very random and unexpected turn of events, we went to a friend of Darren and Mark's (who shall remain nameless for protection) tae-kwon-do school to...well, horse around. We ended up having a sparring tournament of sorts. There was only one way to win a match: you had to get your opponent to touch the ground outside of the square. (Someone please tell me the official name for this sport) Anyway, the bottom line is that the most unsuspecting person came out on top. That's right folks, white man smith himelf, somehow managed to push and shove his way to victory.
It's a real shame roop wasn't there, cause I'd have loved to see either of two outcomes:
a) Jim beats Roop and throws the wimpy white guy title right back into Roop's face
b) Roop beats Jim and calls him wimpy white guy
We have to do it again.
It's also important to note that mine and Jim's first match was "inconclusive" (ya right, I beat him, hehe) so we had to go again. But, he did defeat me fair and square the second time. Also, Mark likes to point out that he was the only one to beat everyone, and therefore he should be ranked No. 1 in the world.
Fin
That was a wise choice, because we ended up with three decent song ideas by the end of the day. One of the things that is so awesome about the current state of the band is that we seem to be able to churn out new song ideas like buttah. I think a reasonable goal for us is to have 10 full-fledged songs by the end of the summer.
After an adventurous all-star wings outing (see: honey jerk & szechuan) we proceeded to do, in my opinion, one of the best band-bonding experiences ever. In a very random and unexpected turn of events, we went to a friend of Darren and Mark's (who shall remain nameless for protection) tae-kwon-do school to...well, horse around. We ended up having a sparring tournament of sorts. There was only one way to win a match: you had to get your opponent to touch the ground outside of the square. (Someone please tell me the official name for this sport) Anyway, the bottom line is that the most unsuspecting person came out on top. That's right folks, white man smith himelf, somehow managed to push and shove his way to victory.
It's a real shame roop wasn't there, cause I'd have loved to see either of two outcomes:
a) Jim beats Roop and throws the wimpy white guy title right back into Roop's face
b) Roop beats Jim and calls him wimpy white guy
We have to do it again.
It's also important to note that mine and Jim's first match was "inconclusive" (ya right, I beat him, hehe) so we had to go again. But, he did defeat me fair and square the second time. Also, Mark likes to point out that he was the only one to beat everyone, and therefore he should be ranked No. 1 in the world.
Fin
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