Okay, so were still in Atlanta. Remember, the bands have to book their own shows, and only their highest-paying one will make it into their total tour earnings. Also, they cant play anywhere theyve already played.
Thursday. There are a couple of bims in FLICKs room, whom Cory and Dom met a few nights ago. Cory: We didnt really invite them in here. I was just trying to go to sleep and they found their way in. Sure, Cory. Whatever you say, man. Nothing happened. It was all just innocent. Mmm-hmm. Sarah and Jessica (the girls) say the same. It didnt look all that innocent to me, but Ill let it slide. Dominic asks Cory what happened to Leanne, and Cory admits that he was not so cool to her and that she took off with Esther. Rex comes in and wants to know if the band is going to book a show. Cory mentions that hed like to sleep a little more. Dominic spread-eagles and farts so loudly that the walls shake. Mr. Stupidhead loses his shit laughing.
Over at the CRACK camp, AP (which stands for Ass Prick) is trying to work with some promoter. Bob talks about how he and AP didnt rest in Atlanta. I dont care much for Bob. Anyway, SOULCRACKER starts to back up out of their space and realizes that theres no air in the tires of their van. Heh. Brandin: The night, Fletcher told me that he and Cory let the air out of SOULCRACKERs tires, and I was like, Okay, thats pretty funny. Youre darn tootin it is! Me and Dominic happened to walk out right as they were discovering that their tires were flat, and I freaked out. Its funny, though, because Brandin and Dom inspect the scene as if they dont know anything about it, and theyre all scratching their heads and crap. Heh. Dominic is the best: What about our van? Such a good cover. Makes them look so innocent. Rock. Beastie kicks something. Ramsey: Oh, that was mature. Ramsey, if you talked more Id tell you to shut up, but Ill go easy on you this time. I know youre not really used to this whole talking thing. Anyway, it turns out that FLICKs van wont start because the battery is dead. Interesting. This leads Bobbo the Clown to the conclusion that it was HARLOW that let the air out of our tires. Bob is such a smug bastard. Shut up, Bob. Sutton: It was probably just pranksters. Bob: It was HARLOW. Bobdude, if you dont know by now, youll never know. Speaking of HARLOW
Rebecca is feeling exhausted. Everyone else is just chillin, instead of booking a show. Amanda is depressed because she spoke to her mother (who has Parkinsons, which really sucks, so I feel for her). Chimene apparently doesnt want to get out of bed, and Rayshele feels like doing her nails. All day. They arent much of a band today.
Fletcher is on the phone with this guy Michael, who manages a couple of local bands and who saw FLICK play a couple nights ago. Apparently, Michael pulled some strings and got FLICK to headline the show CRACK won from the bonus opportunity. Thats awesome. In your face, SOULCRACKER!
Rayshele is eating by herself. She looks really lonely. She talks a little bit about the transvestite bar. When SOULCRACKERs around, they just jump on the bonus opportunities and I lose all my motivation. Who cares? Im glad we dont have to play a show, Im exhausted. Yeah, dude. We all know that HARLOW has a lot of trouble relaxing. Oh, wait. You sleep twenty hours a day. Anyway, the other girls are trying to hook something up, and it doesnt look like its going well at all. Rebecca: Our whole approach for these three days was to try something completely different. Lets see if it works. Dude, theyre even considering bar mitzvahs and weddings and crap. If I ever saw HARLOW playing at a bar mitzvah, I think Id probably piss my pants. But thats just me. I do that all the time.
Apparently, Bob is having trouble talking to Beastie and Sutton about anything. Thats probably because they both know you and want you to leave them alone. Its like talking to your drunk uncle who comes to Thanksgiving every year. It sucks. So do you, so get over it, Bob. Sutton is certainly acting aloof, but its just because he wants to play and that's it, not promote any more. Totally understandable. Im just psyched to see everyone pissed at Bob. Heh.
So SOULCRACKER gets to their bonus venue (CJs Landing) and they find out that FLICK is headlining. AP: Yeah, I think theyre kind of being dicks, but I dont really care. Yeah, okay, AP. Like you guys wouldnt do the same thing if given the opportunity. Threck off, you schmap. Beastie: Its fine that theyre playing here, but the past couple days its been kinda like shoo, FLICKERSTICK, shoo. Leave us alone. Oh, I see how it is, Toothy McBababooey. Because you guys dont bug them at all. Oops, my bad. Yes, you do. So shut it. Oh, yeah. One more thing. You are a bad singer. And what I mean by that is that you should not ever sing. Just go home. Any old cow, during their set, AP and Bob tell everyone to go to their venue that evening to catch their second show. Sutton thinks this is a bit of a dick move, and I agree. That was pretty low-class and it pissed me off. Im with you, dude. For real.
FLICK shows up at CJs Landing right after CRACK leaves. They sound good, as is to be expected at this point. Everyone in the crowd loves them. Damn, they rock. They are better than SOULCRACKER in every possible way. Except for the syphilis. But thats something totally different.