Post by EvilRocker on Feb 17, 2004 22:34:27 GMT -5
STUDIO DIARY #39 (March 16th - 22nd, 2001)
Friday 16th
Well.......what can I say? It's snowing again.
Ha ha ha.......you've gotta laugh I suppose.
Everyone here is in a wacky mood for some reason.I can't quite work out if it's weather related,work related or the fact that it's Steve's birthday but everyone is acting a little crazy.I just figure we're all desperate to blow off some steam tonight.
Meanwhile I can't seem to stop myself from worrying about a whole manner of things.
For example: What's going to happen to help the UK farmers? We need to organise a FarmAid or something RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
Saturday 17th
Happy St Patricks Day Everybody!!!!! With best wishes from a spectacularly hungover Garbage.Far too many cocktails,beers and glasses of birthday celebration champagne were consummed last night than is considered prudent and we are all suffering horribly as a result of such unabandoned gluttony. My head hurts,my tummy hurts,my legs ache.Even my feet hurt.And I ask you.........was it worth it? A few hours of unselfconcious glee for all this pain? Of course not.
And you know what? As added insult to injury "The Know It All Boyfriends" really and truly (spectacularly even) SUCKED.
Ha ha ha.................
PS.Thankyou for the Spring flowers Dave!!! They made my day.
Ps.RAVE OF THE DAY:Peanut Butter Pretzels by Natural GH Foods.They taste UNBELIEVABLY good.
Sunday 18th
Day off
Monday 19th
I'm depressed.I don't want to write anything today.Infact I think I'm just going to go back to the hotel RIGHT NOW.
Tuesday 20th
The first day of Spring is upon us and it's official!!! The sun is shining and it's close to 47 degrees outside and Henry Rollins is in town and I'm very excited and I'm sure his show will be as funny as sin and I can't wait to go and have a cocktail and laugh my head off and turn to a friend and exclaim with a huge big grin on my face "Isn't he just brilliant?" and my friend will no doubt in turn grin back in agreement and life will seem that wee bit sweeter than it did twenty four hours ago when I thought I was going to die from abject misery and had to return to the hotel and just get the fuck away from everyone and everything and chill out by watching some movies and reading my book and doing some low key pilates and generally slobbing out,eating chocolate and breathing in and trying not to panic and forcing myself to keep calm and telling myself that no amount of worrying will change a damn thing and I should learn to take my time to smell the roses and ponder and wonder and construct long and meandering sentences just for the hell of it because life isn't worth living if you don't discipline yourself to find the fun in all the madness.
Wednesday 21st
So talking of madness and fun................how about the sinister appearance of two goons in suits at the front door of our studio this morning with the full intention we suspect of serving me a lawsuit courtesy of my very own record company!!!! Meanwhile I was having my hair dyed pillarbox red at a salon on the other side of town so I was nowhere to be found by the aforementioned lackeys who according to eye witnesses at the scene resembled the baddies out of The Matrix.
Ha ha ha.......this is all getting so ridiculous.I feel like James Cagney.Shouldn't I be making some kind of an ugly scene? Shouldn't I step onto the top of the studio roof dressed in blood soaked rags and yell dramatically."Come and get me FUCKERS"?!?!?
Wouldn't that be something? Maybe they'd shoot me down in a blaze of glory into the arms of my weeping bandmates.CNN cameras on site would broadcast live our ordeal thus outraging the international community who would in turn unite in protecting Little Shirley Ann and The Ladyboys from the Corporate Conglummerates!!!!
Needless to say I will not be doing anything of the kind.I'll just have to wait until they sabotage my pilates class or interrupt my morning coffee.I will smile sweetly as I am handed the papers, politely say "thankyou gentlemen" and simply pray that for their troubles, they shite hedgehogs out of their arses on the way home.Perhaps I should politely write to Edgar Braufman Jnr and beg for a kindly intervention.I think it's my only chance because you see......the big boys can almost always bring the little man to his knees.I mean......I love Courtney to death but it doesn't matter how big her bank balance is.........it ain't big enough to outspend Vivendi/Universal.All we can do is fight our corner and pray to be delivered from evil.
Thursday 22nd
Oh god. Had to endure 10 minutes on the telephone this morning with a friend of mine telling me why and how yucky I look on the front cover of GEAR magazine this month.Apparantly they don't flatter me in the least.
Oh.....thanks very much.Well at least I'm on the front cover of a magazine dear and not destroying the self esteem of a loyal and supportive friend from the safety of my office desk in a nine to five, guaranteed for life,pension at 60 whether you look good or not type of career.
Charmed I'm sure.
Fuck you.
#nosmileys
Friday 16th
Well.......what can I say? It's snowing again.
Ha ha ha.......you've gotta laugh I suppose.
Everyone here is in a wacky mood for some reason.I can't quite work out if it's weather related,work related or the fact that it's Steve's birthday but everyone is acting a little crazy.I just figure we're all desperate to blow off some steam tonight.
Meanwhile I can't seem to stop myself from worrying about a whole manner of things.
For example: What's going to happen to help the UK farmers? We need to organise a FarmAid or something RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
Saturday 17th
Happy St Patricks Day Everybody!!!!! With best wishes from a spectacularly hungover Garbage.Far too many cocktails,beers and glasses of birthday celebration champagne were consummed last night than is considered prudent and we are all suffering horribly as a result of such unabandoned gluttony. My head hurts,my tummy hurts,my legs ache.Even my feet hurt.And I ask you.........was it worth it? A few hours of unselfconcious glee for all this pain? Of course not.
And you know what? As added insult to injury "The Know It All Boyfriends" really and truly (spectacularly even) SUCKED.
Ha ha ha.................
PS.Thankyou for the Spring flowers Dave!!! They made my day.
Ps.RAVE OF THE DAY:Peanut Butter Pretzels by Natural GH Foods.They taste UNBELIEVABLY good.
Sunday 18th
Day off
Monday 19th
I'm depressed.I don't want to write anything today.Infact I think I'm just going to go back to the hotel RIGHT NOW.
Tuesday 20th
The first day of Spring is upon us and it's official!!! The sun is shining and it's close to 47 degrees outside and Henry Rollins is in town and I'm very excited and I'm sure his show will be as funny as sin and I can't wait to go and have a cocktail and laugh my head off and turn to a friend and exclaim with a huge big grin on my face "Isn't he just brilliant?" and my friend will no doubt in turn grin back in agreement and life will seem that wee bit sweeter than it did twenty four hours ago when I thought I was going to die from abject misery and had to return to the hotel and just get the fuck away from everyone and everything and chill out by watching some movies and reading my book and doing some low key pilates and generally slobbing out,eating chocolate and breathing in and trying not to panic and forcing myself to keep calm and telling myself that no amount of worrying will change a damn thing and I should learn to take my time to smell the roses and ponder and wonder and construct long and meandering sentences just for the hell of it because life isn't worth living if you don't discipline yourself to find the fun in all the madness.
Wednesday 21st
So talking of madness and fun................how about the sinister appearance of two goons in suits at the front door of our studio this morning with the full intention we suspect of serving me a lawsuit courtesy of my very own record company!!!! Meanwhile I was having my hair dyed pillarbox red at a salon on the other side of town so I was nowhere to be found by the aforementioned lackeys who according to eye witnesses at the scene resembled the baddies out of The Matrix.
Ha ha ha.......this is all getting so ridiculous.I feel like James Cagney.Shouldn't I be making some kind of an ugly scene? Shouldn't I step onto the top of the studio roof dressed in blood soaked rags and yell dramatically."Come and get me FUCKERS"?!?!?
Wouldn't that be something? Maybe they'd shoot me down in a blaze of glory into the arms of my weeping bandmates.CNN cameras on site would broadcast live our ordeal thus outraging the international community who would in turn unite in protecting Little Shirley Ann and The Ladyboys from the Corporate Conglummerates!!!!
Needless to say I will not be doing anything of the kind.I'll just have to wait until they sabotage my pilates class or interrupt my morning coffee.I will smile sweetly as I am handed the papers, politely say "thankyou gentlemen" and simply pray that for their troubles, they shite hedgehogs out of their arses on the way home.Perhaps I should politely write to Edgar Braufman Jnr and beg for a kindly intervention.I think it's my only chance because you see......the big boys can almost always bring the little man to his knees.I mean......I love Courtney to death but it doesn't matter how big her bank balance is.........it ain't big enough to outspend Vivendi/Universal.All we can do is fight our corner and pray to be delivered from evil.
Thursday 22nd
Oh god. Had to endure 10 minutes on the telephone this morning with a friend of mine telling me why and how yucky I look on the front cover of GEAR magazine this month.Apparantly they don't flatter me in the least.
Oh.....thanks very much.Well at least I'm on the front cover of a magazine dear and not destroying the self esteem of a loyal and supportive friend from the safety of my office desk in a nine to five, guaranteed for life,pension at 60 whether you look good or not type of career.
Charmed I'm sure.
Fuck you.
#nosmileys