missaloonz

Confessions of a Natural Redhead
2004-06-01 04:49:26 (UTC)

By The Rivers Of Babylon

The show was great Friday. I was amazed Bob could play
after drinking as much as he did. In a sick twisted way, I
wanted him to fuck up. I wanted him to realize how fucked
up it was to be that drunk for a show. I was so angry at
him. But I digress. I don't want to talk about that right
now. What I do want to say, is that aside from my
brother's drunk ass, being at Tom's place before the show
was soooo great. Into The Trees is awsome. All those guys
rock. Tom, Tristain, Aaron, Anders, Julian (I don't know
Jorge... he makes me kinda nervous cause I don't know him,
like at all...) Not even mentioning the fact that all of
them are gorgeous, and extremely funny, they're so damn
nice too! They're such good people. Tom broke out the
guitar and was singing, and it was beautiful, then
tristain picked one up, and they started to play "by the
rivers of babylon" and we all (into the trees sans jorge,
maraih, rachel, and I) sang the song, harmonized... it was
so great. So beautiful. Thats the kind of people I want to
surround myself with. People that are witty, funny,
talented... sure a beer or two was drank, mayhaps a bong
rip, but did that make the night suck? Far from it. No one
was an ass. Bob needs to learn from people like that. But
it's not his style to do things in moderation anymore. He
just can't. It makes me really sad. I'm getting ot a point
where I don't want to be around him if he's drinking at
all. It just reminds me of his fucking too drunk to sit up
and see my show ass, and I get angry. Maybe I should have
more patience, or maybe he shouldn't do that. Maybe he
shouldn't be an asshole to people when he's drunk.Maybe.

By the Rivers of Babylon as played by Sublime

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditations of our hearts
Be acceptable in thy sight
O-verride

By the rivers of Babylon
Where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion.

Oh from wicked, carry us away from captivity
Required from us a song
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.
How can we singing out for song in a strange land.




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