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piratas 7: the revenge
Jun. 26th, 2006 09:37 amSo the Festival de Piratas was more or less successful once again this year, but I've got to say: they either need to find some better pirate bands, or call it the Festival de Bogg and Salty. Because boy oh boy, did I drink a lot during the Ben Gunn Society. Because I had to.
Broadside Johnny was much more engaging than usual.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hplovescats mentioned that 1) BJ was less drunk than usual and 2) I was more drunk than usual by that point (am I losing my constitution? Or are three shots of rum followed by a long island iced tea actually excessive?), so between those two factors I enjoyed his act. And actively missed him when BGS came onstage.
However, Bogg and Salty did two long sets, and while I paid for it dearly the next day, I jumped up and down for three hours. Also I managed to headbang myself into severe neck pain the following day. So all in all, success. I indeed publicly disgraced myself, seeing as how I'm just not good at "holding it together" after overindulgence. But what is more piratical than drunken disgrace? You know, besides pillage, rape, and shooting cannons at the British navy?
They did less sketch comedy/storytelling than they have in years past, which made me a little sad. I do dearly love a bit of theater in my rawk. BUT they did don blacklight face paint for "Billy Bones," and they did lead us in the inevitable "yo-ho" yelling match. And I got to dance with viking wench I've danced with every year since Festival de Piratas Deux (though she seemed particularly charmed withjohnnybrainwash, who she said was "sexy"). So hoorah.
Oh, I have a new CD also, which is awesome and has all the "harder" songs on it (Dead Men Tell No Tells, Mutiny, etc.), so I may be distributing the Bogg and Salty Non-Stop Rock Block to my various expatriates in the near future. In which case I need mailing addresses, bitches.
Broadside Johnny was much more engaging than usual.
hplovescats mentioned that 1) BJ was less drunk than usual and 2) I was more drunk than usual by that point (am I losing my constitution? Or are three shots of rum followed by a long island iced tea actually excessive?), so between those two factors I enjoyed his act. And actively missed him when BGS came onstage.However, Bogg and Salty did two long sets, and while I paid for it dearly the next day, I jumped up and down for three hours. Also I managed to headbang myself into severe neck pain the following day. So all in all, success. I indeed publicly disgraced myself, seeing as how I'm just not good at "holding it together" after overindulgence. But what is more piratical than drunken disgrace? You know, besides pillage, rape, and shooting cannons at the British navy?
They did less sketch comedy/storytelling than they have in years past, which made me a little sad. I do dearly love a bit of theater in my rawk. BUT they did don blacklight face paint for "Billy Bones," and they did lead us in the inevitable "yo-ho" yelling match. And I got to dance with viking wench I've danced with every year since Festival de Piratas Deux (though she seemed particularly charmed with
johnnybrainwash, who she said was "sexy"). So hoorah.Oh, I have a new CD also, which is awesome and has all the "harder" songs on it (Dead Men Tell No Tells, Mutiny, etc.), so I may be distributing the Bogg and Salty Non-Stop Rock Block to my various expatriates in the near future. In which case I need mailing addresses, bitches.
