you know…there once was a day when you could walk up and down bardstown road and post flyers on every ol' telephone pole you came across. no one gave you shit. no one harshed your mellow. now you walk up and down the road and there's nothing. no crazy band flyers, hardly even any "lost cat" notices. it's sad, really. really fucking sad.

today i printed up flyers for the forthcoming, last minute L&N show this weekend. we're playing with arch and moirai and a couple of other bands. it should be a kickass rock and roll explosion. instead of printing up 50-something flyers top post all around the area, i printed 15. fifteen measly-ass flyers. pathetic. i posted one on the board down at ear x-tacy, and then gave the rest to paul from arch to distribute.

here's the list of places to post flyers:

ear x-tacy
wild and woolly
za's
the rudyard kipling (where the show is being held)
kopilot (for their friday opening)
blaine's fridge
our fridge

and wherever else paul decides to post them. he can get down…he can get bad…it don't matter.

me? i'm gonna get back to work…