The Less Glamorous Side
Holy ulcer Batman! Royal Pink is only a week and a half old and already we’ve been asked to play a fancy feminist benefit in Chelsea! Unforch, this also means that we have to start figuring our how to get my gynormous drum kit downtown from the heights of Harlem. Umm ladies? Do any of us have a car? Or, more importantly, do any of us drive? How does one transport drums? Or take them apart? Or put them together? Sadly there is more to rock than rocking out. I know we’re willing to play for free, but can we also afford to scrape up the cash to rent a van to play for free? Sorry - I’m spinning out. Some of us have reached others of us, but we’re all working gals doncha know, so consensus is tricky. Plus, have I mentioned I’m on deadline, have two more stories to write, and the diks ship out in a week? Yup - totally spinning out. No doubt about it. The good thing about all of this is that I don’t have to deal with it alone. Mah gurlz got my back. I guess if this one doesn’t work out, there’s always next time, but I gotta figure this stuff out sooner or later if I’m gonna play drums, so I may as well just dive in and try…

August 9th, 2006 at 9:56 am
you’ll rock it!!
August 9th, 2006 at 12:28 pm
Rad!
You’ll figure it out… I believe u can fly.
Hang in there, love.
4evah,
BFF
August 10th, 2006 at 2:26 pm
Ask one of the other bands if you can use their kit!
(I know this from dating far too many musicians.)