Hello world of the Inter-Nerds! I capitalize, because you know I respect your stylz. This is the first ever plus perfect blogalong!
So whats new with us? A few weeks ago we returned from band camp in Lang Bay, just a few minutes from Powell River. This spot was pristenely located on the top of a hill overlooking a beautiful and navigable-by-walking bay! It was really quite luxuruous. There I was, expecting some rudimentary and rugged pile of sticks and bricks, when in reality we were treated to a pimped out summer mansion with beds, showers, scrabble, and NATURE. I got right into that nature boys and girls, let me tell you. While most activities included drinking or smoking (not that I would condone such activities for those under the responsible decision making age), we also swam in the ocean, bounced on the trampoline, bbqued out doors, and moved a fallen log WITH OUR BARE HANDS!! RAGH! WILD MAN WILD LAND!
On the ferry, we were mistaken for Billy Talent, which was suprisingly not all that exciting. Do all punk bands look the same to people? I didn't even have my eyeliner on! Ah well. I think when you're on your way to Gibsons and have a black hoodie on, you just become the 'everyman' of punk. Could be worse!
Anyway, we wrote songs and bro-downed. Is that a word? I don't care. It was a great trip, and i think we really bonded after capturing and slaughtering that baby seal.
xoxo
-Andrew