November 8, 2001 Well - well well ---------- hello there, it is I--David. Last night's show was good, it was in Bristol. I stickered the F$@* out of the area with Paul. The streets and architecture of the area is so - so nice. It's like being in a movie; you just don't get streets like these in the states. A couple people here know us so far, but it's mostly winnin' them over. The band 5 Knuckle (the band we did our split with) is sooo good. The singer has made it on my list of the top 3 screams. His scream is so damn different and badass. Last night after the show we went to the house we were to sleep at. There was a party there, but not a crazy one. It was more like a lot of people chiz-nillin. There was a room fullllll of people and then a room full of us and some of the 5 Knuckle guys. I decided to plop my ass in the other room. It just so happened that everyone was sitting around the room and there was a chair in the center with someone eating pizza. I decided that he was KING of the room and with my poking fun at him we all received with smiles. The party was fun............ Did you know that G.I.-JOE is called ACTION FORCE in England? And the theme song is obviously different. And during the show they don't say "Go Joe" they say "Full Force". Weird huh?..... oh, and ya and I put in the G.I.- JOE movie after Jason had put it an episode of MASK......... Anyway we all hit the floor and then woke up for today. We're all in the VAN, I have the good seat for once.....ya ha ha.... We decided to say the hell with the ep we were going to put out and just go for the full length. Maybe put an ep out after. Damn, the countryside of Wales is so amazing. It looks like where Hansel and Gretel would hang out. Picture a drawing like in a story book, green with round steep hills, cows grazing, blue, blue sky, l'il houses and villages neatly placed. Then picture it 100 times more drastic..........I mean, make it real like a fantasy book. The hills steeper, the grass greener, and you would almost expect a dragon to swoop down or some mythical creature to give you a strange map....... ha ha ha WHOA did I go a bit too far..... Well that's what it's like....... So --- I'm off ---- be good --- Dave.............

Nov 5th-7th The Longest Day of my Life.... I don't even know where to begin with this one. After dragging my sorry ass out of bed at 7:45 am, I wasn't in the mood to walk downstairs let alone fly almost 4,000 miles to a different country. Luckly I had about 11 hours to prepare for our departure across the sea. Once I arouse from my slumber and shook the death look of my face all my little errands I had been pushing back and pushing back flooded my brain. I ran around like a decapitated chicken scrambling to grab the remaining peices of my head and pack them all in my duffle bag. Luckily I had the assistance of a beautiful woman named Hillary. No one has been of more assistance to me than her. I had to bust ass on down to the main boston police department and search through a stack of books that makes the Iffel tower look small. I was searching for a trace of my beloved black musicman that left me in a time of need. Unfortunately nothing turned up and I had only gotten through september! I told the Clerk that I would have to come back in december and search through the great wall of pawn shops then. I am completely skeptical that I will get my black stallion back. The only thing I can hope for is that she comes in first place for someone else. Anyway...back to my place to pack pack pack. Earlier in the week I bought a zero degree sleeping bag, why? Because of last trip to Europe was FUCKING COLD. I almost died, we all almost died. No one was prepared. This time I was going to let the weather get the best of me. Thermal underwear, extra lined sweat shirt, Big D and the Kids Table beanie and a zero degree sleeping bag, who's drinking with me? We stuffed as much as we could into all the little nooks and crannies until my bag was bursting at the seems. Still no room for my sleeping bag though. This thing is HUGE, so huge. I think a small family could find shelter in it if they needed too. Luckily we had extra bags to pack with merch and a squeezed a t-shirt or two in a big bag with my sleeping bag. It took three of us to zip the stupid thing closed though! As I struggle to get all my stuff arranged, Dan is picking everyone up at their houses. Knock knock knock...Panic has stricken my face. The other guys are here and I aint ready yet. Luckily we all had enough stuff to do that they were occupied and didn't notice that I wasn't ready yet. We made a pitiful attempt at packing the van. We couldn't bring the trailor to the airport with us. So we took the front seat of the van out. Picture 7 band members, a merch guy, Bush's girlfriend, all of our bags/guitars, Jon Lammi (our faithful airport chauffer), and Hillary sandwiched into our van. Dave was sitting on top of a huge pile of bags and my knees were jammed up my nose. There was barely enough room to breath. So off to the airport we go...Allston next stop logan, NOPE! Its a good thing Jason didn't have any drumsticks on him or his Snare drum. Its a good thing our rehearsal space is in Somerville and not allston. Our flight is at 7:25 pm. It is 4 O'Clock already...time is ticking. Bam bust over to Mars music and pick up sticks, then cruise to the rehearsal space grab the drum, and then rush to Dan's house to grab another duffle bag for the merch. 4:45 pm and counting. Sweatbeads form as Michelle reminds us of the time when they wouldn't let her on the flight because she didn't show up 3 hours ahead of time. Finally we make it to the airport. Someone cracks the side door of the van, and a mixture of bags and dave spill out unto sidewalk. Quickly we cleaned up the mess and got organized. By organized I mean making a huge mess in the baggage check in area by unpacked and repacking all the merch we were sneaking on the plane with us. We said our goodbyes to Lammi and Hillary and checked in. Luckily we didn't have much of a hassle. Going to the gate is a completely different story though. At the security check point, Sean wasn't allowed to bring his metal box on board the plane, Jason couldn't bring his pedal (even though they let him bring a screwdriver that resembles a large icepick) and Flores couldn't bring his "punk rock watch" this trendy hipster has a leather watch band outfitted with spikes. Apparently that is consider a threat. Once we all got through security we had a 1/2 hour to eat our potenially last meal on earth. I scarfed down chinese food that was as good as flavorless dirt, which might be better than flavored dirt, I guess there is only one way to find out. Our flight was about 6 hours long. Aside from the free alcohol (as much as we want), the movies, the TV shows, and the 35 super nintendo games we could play while flying it SUCKED! My sleep was more like 5 minutes of my neck cramping up. Besides I couldn't take my eyes off of the artist formerly known as Prince singing on the muppet show!

Once we landed we had to talk our way into the country. What are you doing here..Touring....How long are you here ...6 weeks....how much money are you going to be making...not enough! stuff like that. Then we collected our bags, said goodbye to Michelle and found our old friend Ben. Ben was the first driver on our last tour. A great chap indeed. He took us on a 15 mile and 2 hour ride back to his place. For those of you who have never been to London. There are NO hiways, only small ONE LANED streets. Every street twists this way and that. It is virtually impossible to get around, unless you are Ben. He has been a london veteran for 17 years and his tours of duty have taken him across every aspect and terrain in London. Once we docked in the port of Gypsy Hill, we went into Ben's place to crash for a while. Who was waiting for us but James the lead singer guitarist for Slow Gherkin! They are starting a tour next week and he came in a week early to do some sight seeing. It was great to see an old friend. Last time we saw each other was on the MU330 tour out in CA. After being at Ben's for a while some of us drove down to Household Name Record's office in Brixton. We met Lil and picked up our copies of the 5 Knuckle/Big D split CD EP. We dropped off James at a Tube station (t station) and he was off to explore the museums. We went back and packed up the van. I can't believe we fit all our gear, our bags, our merch and 5 knuckle's merch that we were to deliver to them. the back of the van was PACKED!!!!! Off we were to Bristol. The Fleece and Firkin, our final destination was in sight. We unpacked, loaded in, and were on our way to a successful show. The promoter of the show turned out to be Tom, the older guitarist of 5 Knuckle. Our Show on March 15th in London on our last trip was one of his last shows with the band. He is in a metal band that is going on the Ozzfest in the US this year. He couldn't keep both bands happy at the same time. His replacement Saul is a solid guy. Aside from the Lunchmeat, peanut butter, bread, candy, cereal, Coffee and Tea, they also ordered dinner for us as well. After being re-introduced to everyone we were like old friends. Once the doors were open an assortment of punk rockers filed in. For a tuesday night there was a lot of people there. The first band Mr. Zippy played their set. Pretty entertained pop punk with elements of hardcore, and one song that was straight out grind core...go figure! 5 Knuckle hit the stage next and tour it up. They played really well. I am really excited to be playing 2 weeks worth of shows with them. They are all super nice guys. We hit the stage and played our set. After the show, Ed, one of the guitarist of 5 Knuckle brought us back to his house to Crash. We were hanging out with his buddy Alex who plays in a band called Signal and Sean as well as Ed and Saul. I was the last surviving Big D member at the end of the night, and finally had to throw in the towel at 3 am. 7:45 am monday until 3 am wednesday morning was definitely the longest day of my life!
Steve

November something, 2001 Dave: Sam was so drunk that he didn't even know what bus stop to get off at. It's a good thing his friend was there to get us back safely. We hit a neighborhood a little bit past Brixton. Once we got to his flat we knew we were in trouble. He had to break into his house by climbing through the window above the garage. After he opened the door an interesting aroma of dirty clothes and mold invested our nostrils. I am sure the stacks of empty food containers and dirty clothes thrown about the place had something do with it. When we got to our sleeping quarters, i.e.--the TV room, we had to wake up his roommate Itch and his girlfriend and send them to their "proper" bedroom. Now all we had to do was clean up the trash on the floor in order to crash. Flores and I hit the floor with no blankets or pillows or anything. Paul got the couch and Dan hit-up a recliner. After a short period of time I was in the most uncomfortable sleep of our trip, but I didn't care because it was warm and free! All was well, and we met up with everyone else down in Camden at our home away from home in London--the Underworld!

November 8, 2001 Well - well well ---------- hello there, it is I--David. Last night's show was good, it was in Bristol. I stickered the F$@* out of the area with Paul. The streets and architecture of the area is so - so nice. It's like being in a movie; you just don't get streets like these in the states. A couple people here know us so far, but it's mostly winnin' them over. The band 5 Knuckle (the band we did our split with) is sooo good. The singer has made it on my list of the top 3 screams. His scream is so damn different and badass. Last night after the show we went to the house we were to sleep at. There was a party there, but not a crazy one. It was more like a lot of people chiz-nillin. There was a room fullllll of people and then a room full of us and some of the 5 Knuckle guys. I decided to plop my ass in the other room. It just so happened that everyone was sitting around the room and there was a chair in the center with someone eating pizza. I decided that he was KING of the room and with my poking fun at him we all received with smiles. The party was fun............ Did you know that G.I.-JOE is called ACTION FORCE in England? And the theme song is obviously different. And during the show they don't say "Go Joe" they say "Full Force". Weird huh?..... oh, and ya and I put in the G.I.- JOE movie after Jason had put it an episode of MASK......... Anyway we all hit the floor and then woke up for today. We're all in the VAN, I have the good seat for once.....ya ha ha.... We decided to say the hell with the ep we were going to put out and just go for the full length. Maybe put an ep out after. Damn, the countryside of Wales is so amazing. It looks like where Hansel and Gretel would hang out. Picture a drawing like in a story book, green with round steep hills, cows grazing, blue, blue sky, l'il houses and villages neatly placed. Then picture it 100 times more drastic..........I mean, make it real like a fantasy book. The hills steeper, the grass greener, and you would almost expect a dragon to swoop down or some mythical creature to give you a strange map....... ha ha ha WHOA did I go a bit too far..... Well that's what it's like....... So --- I'm off ---- be good --- Dave.............

Nov 5th-7th The Longest Day of my Life.... I don't even know where to begin with this one. After dragging my sorry ass out of bed at 7:45 am, I wasn't in the mood to walk downstairs let alone fly almost 4,000 miles to a different country. Luckly I had about 11 hours to prepare for our departure across the sea. Once I arouse from my slumber and shook the death look of my face all my little errands I had been pushing back and pushing back flooded my brain. I ran around like a decapitated chicken scrambling to grab the remaining peices of my head and pack them all in my duffle bag. Luckily I had the assistance of a beautiful woman named Hillary. No one has been of more assistance to me than her. I had to bust ass on down to the main boston police department and search through a stack of books that makes the Iffel tower look small. I was searching for a trace of my beloved black musicman that left me in a time of need. Unfortunately nothing turned up and I had only gotten through september! I told the Clerk that I would have to come back in december and search through the great wall of pawn shops then. I am completely skeptical that I will get my black stallion back. The only thing I can hope for is that she comes in first place for someone else. Anyway...back to my place to pack pack pack. Earlier in the week I bought a zero degree sleeping bag, why? Because of last trip to Europe was FUCKING COLD. I almost died, we all almost died. No one was prepared. This time I was going to let the weather get the best of me. Thermal underwear, extra lined sweat shirt, Big D and the Kids Table beanie and a zero degree sleeping bag, who's drinking with me? We stuffed as much as we could into all the little nooks and crannies until my bag was bursting at the seems. Still no room for my sleeping bag though. This thing is HUGE, so huge. I think a small family could find shelter in it if they needed too. Luckily we had extra bags to pack with merch and a squeezed a t-shirt or two in a big bag with my sleeping bag. It took three of us to zip the stupid thing closed though! As I struggle to get all my stuff arranged, Dan is picking everyone up at their houses. Knock knock knock...Panic has stricken my face. The other guys are here and I aint ready yet. Luckily we all had enough stuff to do that they were occupied and didn't notice that I wasn't ready yet. We made a pitiful attempt at packing the van. We couldn't bring the trailor to the airport with us. So we took the front seat of the van out. Picture 7 band members, a merch guy, Bush's girlfriend, all of our bags/guitars, Jon Lammi (our faithful airport chauffer), and Hillary sandwiched into our van. Dave was sitting on top of a huge pile of bags and my knees were jammed up my nose. There was barely enough room to breath. So off to the airport we go...Allston next stop logan, NOPE! Its a good thing Jason didn't have any drumsticks on him or his Snare drum. Its a good thing our rehearsal space is in Somerville and not allston. Our flight is at 7:25 pm. It is 4 O'Clock already...time is ticking. Bam bust over to Mars music and pick up sticks, then cruise to the rehearsal space grab the drum, and then rush to Dan's house to grab another duffle bag for the merch. 4:45 pm and counting. Sweatbeads form as Michelle reminds us of the time when they wouldn't let her on the flight because she didn't show up 3 hours ahead of time. Finally we make it to the airport. Someone cracks the side door of the van, and a mixture of bags and dave spill out unto sidewalk. Quickly we cleaned up the mess and got organized. By organized I mean making a huge mess in the baggage check in area by unpacked and repacking all the merch we were sneaking on the plane with us. We said our goodbyes to Lammi and Hillary and checked in. Luckily we didn't have much of a hassle. Going to the gate is a completely different story though. At the security check point, Sean wasn't allowed to bring his metal box on board the plane, Jason couldn't bring his pedal (even though they let him bring a screwdriver that resembles a large icepick) and Flores couldn't bring his "punk rock watch" this trendy hipster has a leather watch band outfitted with spikes. Apparently that is consider a threat. Once we all got through security we had a 1/2 hour to eat our potenially last meal on earth. I scarfed down chinese food that was as good as flavorless dirt, which might be better than flavored dirt, I guess there is only one way to find out. Our flight was about 6 hours long. Aside from the free alcohol (as much as we want), the movies, the TV shows, and the 35 super nintendo games we could play while flying it SUCKED! My sleep was more like 5 minutes of my neck cramping up. Besides I couldn't take my eyes off of the artist formerly known as Prince singing on the muppet show!

Once we landed we had to talk our way into the country. What are you doing here..Touring....How long are you here ...6 weeks....how much money are you going to be making...not enough! stuff like that. Then we collected our bags, said goodbye to Michelle and found our old friend Ben. Ben was the first driver on our last tour. A great chap indeed. He took us on a 15 mile and 2 hour ride back to his place. For those of you who have never been to London. There are NO hiways, only small ONE LANED streets. Every street twists this way and that. It is virtually impossible to get around, unless you are Ben. He has been a london veteran for 17 years and his tours of duty have taken him across every aspect and terrain in London. Once we docked in the port of Gypsy Hill, we went into Ben's place to crash for a while. Who was waiting for us but James the lead singer guitarist for Slow Gherkin! They are starting a tour next week and he came in a week early to do some sight seeing. It was great to see an old friend. Last time we saw each other was on the MU330 tour out in CA. After being at Ben's for a while some of us drove down to Household Name Record's office in Brixton. We met Lil and picked up our copies of the 5 Knuckle/Big D split CD EP. We dropped off James at a Tube station (t station) and he was off to explore the museums. We went back and packed up the van. I can't believe we fit all our gear, our bags, our merch and 5 knuckle's merch that we were to deliver to them. the back of the van was PACKED!!!!! Off we were to Bristol. The Fleece and Firkin, our final destination was in sight. We unpacked, loaded in, and were on our way to a successful show. The promoter of the show turned out to be Tom, the older guitarist of 5 Knuckle. Our Show on March 15th in London on our last trip was one of his last shows with the band. He is in a metal band that is going on the Ozzfest in the US this year. He couldn't keep both bands happy at the same time. His replacement Saul is a solid guy. Aside from the Lunchmeat, peanut butter, bread, candy, cereal, Coffee and Tea, they also ordered dinner for us as well. After being re-introduced to everyone we were like old friends. Once the doors were open an assortment of punk rockers filed in. For a tuesday night there was a lot of people there. The first band Mr. Zippy played their set. Pretty entertained pop punk with elements of hardcore, and one song that was straight out grind core...go figure! 5 Knuckle hit the stage next and tour it up. They played really well. I am really excited to be playing 2 weeks worth of shows with them. They are all super nice guys. We hit the stage and played our set. After the show, Ed, one of the guitarist of 5 Knuckle brought us back to his house to Crash. We were hanging out with his buddy Alex who plays in a band called Signal and Sean as well as Ed and Saul. I was the last surviving Big D member at the end of the night, and finally had to throw in the towel at 3 am. 7:45 am monday until 3 am wednesday morning was definitely the longest day of my life!
Steve

November 3, 2001 So after the Boston show I did.....hmmm not much.  I did a lot of FORK IN HAND records stuff. We have a compilation. coming out that is DAMN good! Wait til you see who's on it......here are some hints...... New songs from THE SUICIDE MACHINES - BIG D - DREXEL..... and way - way more. Also the new release from Fork In hand came out: THE DECALS. Ya'll should get it, it's so damn good. Girl vocals, that's new for F.I.H.. So, I packed for Europe today. We played Maine last night and some dick stole a sweatshirt, T-shirt and 2 CDs from someone........  We replaced it..... But to the dick - "Yo, Big D and those kids can't afford that shit. If your going to steal, steal from big corporations or something, like that. Don't kill a scene that struggles to stay moving......Oh and I bet you had the $$$ anyway to buy your own stuff..... Don't play poor kid.when your not. However, the show was real fun.  There was a bing -go wheel and we put names on it and spun it to see who could pick the next song....... (It was fun if it doesnn't sound it....HA HA) So.......tonight we play a college thing..... I hope it's cool. Dave

November 1, 200 Well - what can I say about the 5th BOSTON Halloween show. There where 700 peple there, the attendence was the best yet. We couldn't believe the turnout; I meanit was so nice - nice to see the BOSTON scene so in your face.  Also, it was nice to see the show was as rowdy as it was.  People finally got to do anything they wanted in BOSTON without pissed off bouncers BASHING'UM. Ya see, (to everyone not in BOSTON) shows started getting policed after a bunch of people started getting hurt.   HOWEVER, now it seems things are back. We did dress up as ussual.  At the first couple of Hallowen shows we would wear watermelons cut like Jack-o-lanterns (cause we couldn't afford pumkins) on our head and then......SMASH'UM.  After clubs got mad and shat we moved on to wearing real Priest wear.   I had gone down to a "Clergy store" and asked if they had the goods.  A real nun said, "Ya let me get'um".  But then she brought the "head" nun and she lied to me (a nun lied to me) and said,"no no no we are all out".  So I had to go to anouther clergy store down the block (weird that there were two...huh) and they were happy to hook a brother up..... When Steve was walking to that show (mo-hawk up) a car pulled next to him and asked where a certain church was.......HA HA HA They thought Steve was a real Preist with a MO-HAWK.... HA HAHAHAAAAAA HAAA...damn that's funny..... So the next year we where kinda busy so we just wore all my old IRON MAIDEN and MOTLEY CRUE shirts....  They were all super small so that was funny.. HOWEVER this year we out did ourselves. We where eunuch. Those are people who cut their thangs off.  We were in all white like mental hospital guards and had blood all over our crotches.  Best one yet..... It was funny seeing us all painting our crotches...... maybe there are pictures. Oh and we had drove home from New York the night before....so some of us had no sleep that night while. We were CRAZY tired, like laughing at stuff that was not funny at all...    I could feel my blood rushing in my hands and arms...... ANYWAY: the show was so fun, we played a new song that we're gonna play a lot in Europe.  Everyone had a great time.... REALLY - THANKS FOR GOING, it was a big pick me up........... DAVE

October 25th

Dave: Well slap my ass and call me shithead...... ok we played in Wilks-barre, Penn. It was really cool. But I'll tell you about it later. Kids have been asking me some weird questions lately, so I'm gonna say some shit that has to do with what I've been being asked a lot lately.

The Band:

1) Do we have jobs.......? Yes we do, we have to buy food, rent, and Christmas presents too.

2) Do we make money from the band.........? No, we (the members of Big D AND THE KIDS TABLE) have never made a cent in the band for the last 5 years. The most we've seen is this new thing we started last tour. It's called a per deium. This means if money is ok then we get $5.00 a day for food or what not. Everything the band makes goes toward Van payments, van insurance, rehearsal space, gas, broken van problems, merchandise, and some other stuff I forgot. Most of us loose our jobs when we go on each tour and when we get back it takes a bit to get anouther one when you must say, "I can't work most weekends and some random week days cause of shows".

So don't be fooled tour is fun yes, but also survival.

And your parents are right, if you think your gonna make money in a punk band or whatever your wrongg. You have to do it cause you love it, if not your wasting your own time. If you want to make money in music go into the business end and learn to be a dick (they're are some cool dicks don't worry) Or go for the throat and sell out. Play in Creed or Staind. If you want to do that then you should start kissing ass now and move to Austin, New York, or LA. It's good advice....... Oh and if your going to be in a punk-hardcore-emo-SKA-whatever band, you can't be a weekend hero. What I mean is they're are a lot of people who try and pretend they can have they're 9 to 5 respectable life and then on Friday and Saturday be Mr. Cool Rock & Roller. That will work for a little while, but you'll grow up to be that weird old guy who thinks he rocks and you'll tell "I'm really cool stories all the time".

Back to the band. What we relly on, are the people who know the secne and take us in. They let us shower, and throw us some pizza everyso often. If a club says they will get you dinner (which is aways bad pizza) and then don't is sucks.

You have a budget and if you exceed it you don't eat. Well I don't want to be dramatic. You do eat, but if a bag of chips and a shopplifted snicker counts then they're ya go. Oh and you sleep on hard floors ever night. Oh and - and then clubs stiff you or the promoter. And - and - and then you get a cold or an open wound. HA HA HA

So know that your real local - local bands are doing it all for THE MUSIC! It's what we love. The TRL life has nothing to do with our music. It'd be like independent - underground music is to TRL music as the movies Brazil is to Juassic Park 3.

****** OK OK enough of that, on a lighter note.******

This tour we've been on, is totally with Smackin' Isaiah. Niether band knew that we'd be playing 9 times out of 10 together. If you ask me, Smackin Isaiah is BADASS and a bunch of the coolest guys. They're from New Bedford, MA and I think their music is so damn original........the vocals are sooooooo good...and I mean sooooooo good. Nicks drumming incredible and Jon's and Trevor's guitars are like as if IRON MAIDEN was a punk band. I'm more of a fan of Smackin Isaiah then any other indepenent band out right now. I don't think they know it either.

October 24, 2001...Wednesday

Finally we're on our way to the next show. We just left our good friend Jason Butler's house in Raleigh, NC on our way to Norfolk, VA. Jason's a butcher now...ugh. Sorry Jason, being that I'm a vegetarian, I don't think we can be friends anymore! There's a sketchy maroon van following us right now, I think it's Smackin' Issiah...yup, it is. We'll be playing the next few shows with those crazy kids.

Last night's show was fun! We played with Smackin' Issiah and Micah's Hat, a local ska band. The venue, The Brewery, had a great sound and we all had a good time. Before the show, we all went out for dinner at at restaurant next to the club where Paul tried pizza for the first time! After dinner, we did what we're best at, we waited. While we were waiting, I saved Steve's life from a man-eating spider! (This thing was fuckin' HUGE!

Steve)
Actually, I just moved him because this really creepy spider was about to land on his shoulder.

Dave)
some kid killed it........I was bummed

Sean

Oh, by the way, if you haven't started making your Halloween costumes yet, you've got one week left! Halloween is by far the coolest day of the year. If you're coming to our Halloween show with Kicked in the Head on the 28th, you only have 4 DAYS left! We're all pretty psyched about the show, it's probably the most fun we have each year. Alright, I'm done. Rock on.

October 23, 2001...Tuesday

Sean:
So, we're leaving Charleston, SC right now. We stayed at an old school fan's house. Her name is Eva and anyone who will let 7 smelly dudes sleep in their house gets 10 points in my book. Her shower was great, I'm the cleanest I've been in a while now!

Here's the skinny on last night's show with Dishwalla...they're all pretty cool guys. I talked with the singer and their keyboard player for a while and both were nice and didn't really have huge rockstar attitudes. Their crew on the other hand kind of sucked. This band had so much equiptment it was ridiculous! It took their crew all day to set up their gear (not to mention the fact that they brought it in the day before and threw it in the middle of the club or should we say restaurant where they were taking up table space and losing business for the owner. This didn't seem to bother them too much considering they were ready to get into a fist fight w/ the owner over it!!!! Or so I've been told. Splendid lovely lads are they now?

Steve) Now this would be fine if they were playing a huge venue or an arena or something, but it was a tiny little bar in South Carolina! I have to admit though, it sounded good.

Dave) HA Ha ha .....we played with dishwalla - we played with dishwalla........"tell me your thoughts on God cause I'd really like to meet her." We got a four free pitchers of beer at the show and then a 5th later cause we mad pals.......

Sean)
It was a weird night overall playing with former MTV gods that are now playing tiny bars. They played their radio hit and now it's still in my head...AHHHHHHHH!!!! It was fun, but personally I prefer playing with punk and ska bands as opposed to generic rock bands.

Dave)
I don't I like it, I dig generic rock bands and Yo-core bands, that's who we play with....ha ha.

Sean)
Right now we're on the road to North Carolina and it's hot. Everybody's asleep in the van except me right now. It's pretty cool that I can type and drive at the same time, huh? Actually, Bush is driving and he's doing a fine job I must say. I guess that's all for now, I'm sure Dave will right some updates when he finally wakes up. Maybe I'll throw something at him...time for school Dave! Ha!

Dave I'm hung over...................

Sean

October 22, 20001...Monday

Oh we're all very excited today. No, not because it's 5 days until our Halloween show, but because we're playing with Dishwalla of MTV and every radio station fame! You remember..."Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I'd really like to meet her." (oh fuckin' joy I can't wait for this one....-Steve)

Anyway, we woke up once again at our friend Keith's house, I think that he might make us start to pay rent there soon. That was in Jacksonville, about a 2 hour drive from the previous nights show. We played at the Thunderdome in Tallahasse, home of FSU. There were 4 bands on the bill. The first 2 didn't even show up so it left us and the other band. Unfortunately the other band had an obligation the next day 13 hours away and found this point in time would be a great time to get a head start on their way. However...We played an energetic set! The Thunderdome, or empty concrete rectangle as we renamed it marked our last show in Florida. The best two shows by far were Orlando and Miami. Riding Go-Karts were pretty awesome too! (go-karts go-karts go-karts go-karts go-karts go-karts go-karts!!!!!!!!!!!!-Steve)

Sean

October 21, 20001...Sunday

Good morning to everybody who reads this. It's Sunday morning and I'm in the van. I hope this makes sense because I'm pretty tired right now. We had a blast last night. After playing with some great bands at the Monterey Deli in Sarasota, FL, we went across the street to a local bar called the Gator Club. It was awesome! There was this great cover band call Chamelion there who were playing every radio hit you could think of. We were with our friends Jeannine and Vanessa and we all danced until they kicked us out 2am. We only had about an hour there, but somehow mananged to liven the place up!(yeah we had a great time pretending to enjoy do do do, do do do do, do do do, do do do do....yeah that was really...great-steve.)

The show was fun, too. We played with our buddies in the Know How again, Bum Ruckus and Strangeways (kick ass traditional Ska band from FL, check em out-Steve.) Before the show, we walked around Sarasota for a while. It was mostly just fancy pants art galleries and restaurants that are all too expensive for us to eat at.

While we were exploring the town I managed to hurt myself like I do everyday at least once a day. There was this restaurant with a whole bunch of flags hanging in front of it. Everybody kept hitting them with their hands as they walked by. I decided to head the flag like a soccer ball. I didn't realize that there were little metal poles on the bottom of each flag. I now have a bump on my forehead. Ughh.

Sean

October 19
Alright alright... After a huge breakfast at IHOP, we're on our way to Miami! It's noon and I'm full. So I'll update everyone from last night until now. We played a good show at Brick City in Gainsville, FL with Loyal Frisbee and the Know How. The show went well but was kind of weird. The stage was so huge we had no idea what to do with ourselves. It's always weird being able to freak out as much as we want and not hit anybody in the back with our instruments or limbs! Overall the show went well and we're looking forward to playing with the Know How again tonight.

The show started late due to the Latin Festival outside of the club. Dave and I watched this Latin band that was about the size of two Big D's people-wise on a huge stage in the parking lot. They were awesome! Everybody there was dancing and having a great time, it got us psyched to play later.

After the show, we went to our friend Keith's friends' house. Tyson the dog was the highlight for me. I got there and started playing with him and apparantly he gets a little too excited sometimes and "piddles" as they say. Basically, piddle is a cute word for piss and I got it all on my hands...that sucked. After watching some really weird home videos and staying up pretty late, I decided to try and go to bed. I laid my sleeping bag on the floor in the living room and tried to crash. I looked next to my head and saw something.

I said, "What's that?" to Jenny who lived there. She told me it was a pepper. It was no pepper...it was a piece of poo! I almost got shit on by that dog! Jenny picked up the "pepper" with her barehands and threw it away. Once again, it was no pepper! After being pissed on and almost pooed on, I decided to take up an offer made to me earlier in the night. Jason, Dan and myself all went to Steve's friend Marlena's friend Rachel's house (that's confusing). On our way to her house, which was only about 5 minutes down the road, we got pulled over by the cops of course. Rachel was doing 70 in a 45 yet somehow managed to just get a warning. We made it to her apartment successfully though. I think we also creeped her 3 Mormon roomates out in the morning, too. They woke up to 3 sketchy dudes sleeping on their really nice floor!

So, we made it back to Tyson's place to meet up with the rest of the guys and we all tried to go to Jason's stomping ground...Waffle House. We couldn't get a table in the whole place. It's either because Steve's got a mohawk or we had a party of 11. We moved on to an IHOP down the road and now all is well. It's a beautiful day in Florida and we're all pretty tired. Especially Bush, he slept in the van last night.

We all want to thank our friends Keith and Tiffany for driving us around, feeding us and hanging out with us for the past couple of days. And congrats to Keith for his first skydive! As for Paul, he finally shaved. Welcome back buddy!
Sean P. Rogan

Biketober 18th
or something, I think I have the tour dates wrong already....

So we played WILL'S PUB in Orlando. This show was perfect, cause we wanted to play real bad and the crowd was nuts. We had no idea anyone would really know us, but people did. My back didn't hurt, so that rocked, and the crowd liked some new - new songs we never really played before. There was free beer at the show so we all took advantage and drank to a good show.
Sean being very smart, remembered that he had got a print up of all the drop zones in Florida. Keith--a friend with us--decided he would go Skydiving with me and Sean if we really went. So, instead of driving to the next show's city, we went to bed at Keith's mom's house, and Sean, Keith, & I woke to go jumping in the unexplored Florida skies. Hung over I threw myself into the car and within 30min. we were there. Keith went right ahead and did a Tandem jump. He had a blast and I think he might go for his class A License like The Rogue (Sean) and me. The Rogue and I saw one of our instructors there that we jump with in Maine. Small world, huh?.... What kinda ~~Le Sucked~~ was that the winds were 25 - 27mph, 10mph over what an AAF Diver can jump. What that means is the winds had to be about 20mph for us to go, so YA we couldn't. VERYYYYYY disappointed, VERY VERY disappointed. However, it was fun hanging at the drop zone and all.

So then we met us with the rest of the guys and went GO-KART racing.

Now every Florida Tour we go racing at The Daytona Speed Way. Now, these li'l suckers can go. The races are always hilarious and dangerous. I believe STEVE won last year and this year..............

*************WHO - WON*************
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OH YA! MMMMMMEEEEEEEEEE

Ist place) DAVID PEARSON MCWANE
2nd place) STEPHEN EVIL FOOTE
3rd place) I don't know but who cares ha ha ha ha

Go - Kart racing comments:

(1st place David)
I would have to say Steve was a great opponent. Having started the race in the back of the line he impressively blasted his way behind my bumper. However, "make no mistake about it" he was behind my crazy beast of a cart in 2nd place. Now to me. Well, my driving was superb. Not letting Steve's screams from behind distract me and with my frequent turns to him with my fist in the air and a snarled look, I knew I had the makings of a winner. It was an amazing battle, can't wait till this spring.

(2nd place Steve)

Well we are now on our way to Gainesville............see you.
Dave

Right off the bat it was an interesting race Only six of our 9 party members dared to enter the 3rd Official Big D Tour De Go-Kart. Right across the street from the Daytona International Speedway. Not a bad location for a true test of driving ability. Dave immediately shot forward into the first car. Jason, Sean, Paul, myself and then Keith filed in behind him. Once we were strapped in Dave shot off with quick lead. Rogan on the other hand sputtered hard core and died blocking passage for the rest of us true candidates. Once Sean's go kart was fired up we all sped onto the track. With in a few turns I slipped right underneath paul. In no time i flew by crap burner Rogan's jelopy and left him in the dust as well. My next victim was the make or break point in this race. Jason Gilbert has been a die hard NASCAR fan for as long as I've known him. His love for racing bubbles to the surface of his skin taking tight turns speedingly down the straight aways like a ragin' bull. If I can get the drop on Jason I would be in second place. I tailed behind him turn after turn anticipating the right moment to strike. I was right on his tail when he turns tightly and comes out into the middle of the lane. I slammed my kart on the inside of him and got the drop. Next turn I took left him behind and aggrevated. I had passed one of the hardest adversaries yet. I sped along gaining ground on Jason.

Dave McWane was the last person stopping me from walking away with the gold medal. I had already achieved more than i expected. I definitely felt the urge to put this race to an end with a first place standing. I slammed the gas pedal as hard as i could. The car flew down the track taking each turn at full speed. Soon I was positioned directly behind McWane. I wanted nothing more than to fly by him. He blocked every possible chance for me to overtake him. As soon as one hole breaks away in his defense and I have a straight shot to number one my car gets slower and slower. I my panick stricken body began tapping the gas rapidly but the results were nothing what I expected. I couldn't believe the race would be over so fast. I look behind me to see Sean and Keith's cars twisted around facing the wrong way. They cut our engines slowly I came to a complete stop. Everyone else behind me were at a halt as well. What do i see in front of me? I see dave sputtering a long the track at about 1/10 of full speed. I'm stuck and bummed as my chance of first place just keeps on going. As soon as Sean was righted we were on full speed. Dave had a HUGE advantage on me now!!!! I drove the best I could and with in the next lap I was right behind him again. I trailed dave for about 2 more laps trying to pass him at every opening possible. I had no such luck!!!! I just could not best his efforts. Everytime he turned around he would see the face of his adversary dead on his heels. I never could catch up. As soon as we hit the last lap there is sean rogan sitting right in front of us. His little putt putt toot toot just couldn't compete and Dave and I flored by him. Sean face slowly hung lower and lower and he realized he had been lapped. Right after Sean we attempted to lap Keith. Unfortunately Keith must have picked up a skill or two from either Dave or Myself and managed to block both of us. I tried one more time to pass dave as we can around the last corner. No good, i just couldn't pass him. This was the second year in a row I came in 2nd place. Maybe next time it will be my turn. Until then I can live with second.
Later,
Steve

Oct. 17th
Well we almost got in a fight at our first show.

Some drunk fucknut was giving everyone shit and when he got to us it was pretty funny. We all just went along with his antics, being ready for him to act out. To anyone who hates fighting, well you would have wanted to teach this kid a lesson, too. We played with THE BUS DRIVERS, NEAT-O, & SMACKIN' ISAIAH. The fucknut had a "BITE ME" shirt on and everyone and I mean everyone was ready to kick his and his minions' asses. Instead we watched him make a ffffoooool out of himself and smash his car up on his way out. One of his boys bought a cd, too.

*OH the singer for NEAT-O bought me a Wopper......THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!

I blasted my back out at a show before tour, so I'm moving like I'm 88. Great huh? First day and my back is totaled. See, right now we're headed off to go GO-KART racing. We have a serious and I mean serious competion with GO-KART racing. Then we'll get free food from Tiffany's house, oh oh oh and we just stayed at Keith's house with Smackin' Isaiah.

So, we'll play a bit later in ORLANDO - hopfully it'll be good...........

Oct. 16th
THE BUS DRIVERS, NEAT-O, & SMACKIN' ISAIAH. The fucknut had a "BITE ME" shirt on and everyone and I mean everyone was ready to kick his and his minions' asses. Instead we watched him make a ffffoooool out of himself and smash his car up on his way out. One of his boys bought a CD too. *OH the singer for NEAT-O bought me a Whopper......THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! I blasted my back out at a show before tour, so I'm moving like I'm 88. Great huh? First day and my back is totalled. See, right now we're headed off to go GO-KART racing. We have a serious, and I mean serious, competion with GO-KART racing. Then we'll get free food from Tiffany's house, oh oh oh and we just stayed at Keith's house with Smackin' Isaiah. So, we'll play a bit later in ORLANDO - hopfully it'll be good...........

LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TOUR First day we decided to drive as far as we could and get one hotel room for all of us. All we did this day, really, was drive and joke around. So, we got to North Carolina around 3:00am. After sneaking everyone in, we watched the news about the war and talked about it for an hour or so . *****SLEEP****** Wake up, shower, notice that Hotels are 10 times cleaner than my house, Make our way to Waffle House. "Skattered, smothered, diced, and peppered", my hashbrowns were ordered. Four of us (Jason, Paul, Dan and Me) sat with coffees in their correct place, while the others save $$$ by buying milk and eating a box of cereal from home outside the Waffle House. The rest of us should do the same, but if there's anything us four can't resist it's the basic breakfast -slow- waking ritual. We hit "SOUTH OF THE BORDER"--the biggest, most famous, most ridiculous reststop in existence-- around 12:00am. We poked through the plastic back scratchers, fake armadillos, and silly t-shirts for a bit. NOW! Jason's doing about 94 on 95 south, 30 minutes outside Georgia. The rest of the boys are playing some card game called....Pidro--Steve's winning I think. I'm, well, doing nothing really. I'm writing these last sentences over cause I forgot to save what I was writing earlier and Jason truned the van off at a piss stop which gave this computer thing no juice for it's li'l microchips to snack on (don't ya haaaaaaate that). So, I will join the boys, maybe show them a new song......called, "My Girlfriend's On Drugs". HI *Todd, Johnny, Ian, and Naomi* - we're being pretty safe --Dave

Oct. 14th
Well the night before we left I realized packing is very important to do, so I had to bust down to the laundromat to get my (how do you say) filthy clothes cleaned. I said "HI" to my favorite laundry lady, slapped my quarters 1-2-3 in, and my clothes were soaping their way to cleanliness. I then made my way to Scott Too-me's house to do some last minute DREXEL recording. (the album is done - and I believe 2 out of 5 would dig it--ha ha) After that my nieghbor Kristen sewed my tattered tour bag and made it ready for battle. She also fed me and my roomates (Todd - bass in DREXEL, Johnny - drums in Favorite Atomic Hero, and Ian - former keyboards in SUPERGLUE - now our blessed local Allston Beat manager, and Naomi-- Ian's main squeeze - also an Allston Beat-er) She gave us spaghetti and Heineken **THANKS KRISTEN & JANE** Off to kinkos to make fliers for MINDLIKEWATER - DREXEL - BIG D and FORK IN HAND. Then I pulled out my bed (pull out couch - which JOHHNY and TODD broke the night before in a drunken bed-slamming marathon) and then I hit the sack.

Oct. 12th - 13th Sean and Dave try and go skydiving before tour but the damn weather did not permit it.

9/26/01Well slap my ass and call me shithead... THE BIG D TOURS ARE COMING UP!! ok ... ok ... ok  this is Dave from Big D, check it out......

We are leaving in a couple of days to Florida and then to Europe.   We all have a bit more $$$ now then we did last time.  It's probably the same amount of $$$ have when you complain you have none.  HA HA HA....but it's there this time so that's all that matters.  No more shoplifting burritos in gas stations for me..........

*Hey if anyone fliers for any of the shows we're playing I'll give you free shit.  But wait, it won't be anything huge like Steve's bass or anything.  It will have to be like posters, stickers, patches, or pins.  See, I give away a lot - o - shat and they're watching me now.

So this is what's up. We have a split with the legendary Japanese noise band MELT-BANANA coming up and a European split with the band 5 Knuckle on "House Hold Name". Oh yes America we are releasing something in Europe and not here HA HA HA HA HA - bite me.  No - no - no I'm kidding.  Well we are, but don't bite me. Ya'll will probably get it on dis here computer thangs anyway (damn it). So then we release our EP which has 6 songs... and I LIKE 'EM ALL. Then shortly after, our full-length. So, how does that sound... let me know (cause we don't really know what we're doing) on the guestbook ...or something. I think it's a good plan (maybe). And remember, if we all help our EMO pals get new girl friends then tears will end.... HA HA HA HA HA -------- Dave