Schlitzy's Diary

12/ 26

Where can I begin?  It's been so long since I've updated this thing.  In the time lapsed the band has broken up 43 times, and reformed on 7 separate occasions as a Village People tribute band, but for now we're back to good 'ol Far From Finished.  And guess what!  Brian Gay, otherwise known as "Da Sex-E" has returned to Far From Finished ( just like we knew he would ). 
 
So, in the midst of becoming a tribute band, being drunk, beating the shit out of each other with hedge trimmers and other household appliances, attending wedding ceremonies rooted in immigration scams, and a whole bunch of other shit - we managed to nail down a release date for our upcoming album.  It hits stores near you on January 25th.  As for the European side of things...we've been brushing up on our German and if my memory serves me correctly, we forfeited all of Brian's rights to the German government, and during his stay  in the 25 countries that make up Europe, he shall be used exclusively as a sexual object.  Thanks for taking one for the team Brian. 

Because of Brian's sacrifice the band's album will be distributed throughout Europe in the near future.  Also, expect Far From Finished to be touring overseas my the summer of 2005.

As for funny stories, upcoming shows, and rashes that have formed in odd places...
 
We took a trip to Atlanta a few months ago for the Beer Olympics.  What else can I say besides it was awesome.  The point is, we were on our way back...the time was just about 3 AM, and we were headed Northbound on Interstate 95 in a fifteen passenger van.  At this point I'm a little weary behind the wheel, and my co-pilot is faithfully passed out with a pink bean-bag chair under his ass. 
 

I see a large yellow mass in the middle of the 4 lane highway...right about now I'm thinking - "what the fuck is that?"  I'm also in the middle lane with cars on either side of me...I can't go anywhere but straight into it.  As I get closer it becomes clear that this mass is a Golden Retriever.  We hit it, the van jumps about a foot off of the ground, everyone wakes up, and I am mortified.  I tell the group what happened.  The response is either laughter or utter shock.  And, as if the whole ordeal wasn't enough, Steve decides that he's going to name this fallen creature "Ted".  Thanks Steve for rubbing that shit in a little more.  To make a long story short, we're now receiving daily bomb threats from PETA....our response is Fuck You it was already dead - we did our best to distribute "Ted" to the rest of the interstate...we think he would have wanted it that way.
 
 
Other shit...we have many important shows that we need everyone and their fucking grandmothers to attend.  They are as follows...
 
First up is the record release show for "Eastside of Nowhere" which is January 30th @ The Empress Ballroom in Danbury (Connecticut) with special guests, The Ducky Boys, and Hudson Falcons.  Get your asses there and support this new disc!
 
Next, we have a special St. Patrick's Day show on March 19th with none other than The Dropkick Murphy's and The Unseen at the Avalon Ballroom (Boston).  This show is sold out, and you all know how incredible the weekend is so if you have tickets and plan on attending, come by and say hello...and give us some booze.
 
Last but not least - look for Far From Finished to be appearing in Boston once again in April with the "drunkest" band in Boston.
 
Until next time...Fuck You!
 
cheers - schlitzy