winter 2000@artspace-
this show was with our first line up, jaimie on bass/vox, chris on drums and andy on guitar. all i remember is skinned knees and citizens on patrol

december 2000@ipswich Y-
this show was weird, i just got off a 3 day greyhound ride. i hauled ass home then had to drive straight to the show where andy and chris were waiting on stage(or...floor) iplugged in and i think i played like 2 right notes. i was soooo pissed

feb. 2001@mellissa's basement-
this was with chud from newburyport, eidelon from gloucester and the be-squares from n. reading. all i remember is spilling beer on mellissa's brothers amp and he was pissed. and eidelon were wrestling each other while me and abby and mellissa were singing along to lil kim

spring/sumer 2001@artspace-
this was with jonee earthquake, i dont really remember much

summer 2001@the barn-
thiswas pre-emptive to some party, i remember it being dark and really loving playing that night. reception was cold as fuck.

summer 2001@abbys living room-
same as last, except i just wore a diaper. it was great.

august 2001@abbys/dan byers house-
so i booked a few bands to play abbys basement when her parents were gone. needless to say around 7 her sister showed up. a PA/all the equipment was already set up down in the basement so we were fucked cuz she would flip. she hung out in the living room while i managed tokeep about 100 kids across the street. me and andy were flipping out-abby waited on the steps and told all the people and bands to go across the street as they arrived. andy had an idea. call dan-his parents were gone! we walked into the emergency room at cable and called him ("yea, we got this band that wants to play really bad, it'll just be a few kids"). he was hesitant but it didnt matter. an enormous crusty caravan made its way through down town ipswich as i waited by abbys for her sister toleave so i could retreive the equipment/pa. my old friend matt walked by and she finally left, we loaded up and the dirty 30s full scale assault played awesome sets as dan was freaking out and we were moshing even tho there was no room. that show was great and brutal and extremely punk rock. i guess fallen short showed up at abbys. i met our future bassist rice that night too.

september 2001@exit 23-
w/full scale assualt and dirty 30s, last show with chris. andy jumped through the drums.

october 2001@sugar shack in lowell-
the line up changed before this show. we got jon on drums and tristan on bass. this was a great show. dirty 30s kicked ass, so did toxic narcotic. jon drank an entire bottle of vodka after the show. it was pretty funny.

november 2001@some girls garage-
this show ruled, rice's brothers band played with dirty 30s and full scale. good time.

december 2001@artspace-
i thought we sounded really good at this show but i think it was like a black hair/tight pants show, i think the enclitic played and maybe like one or two other bands, i remember the room being empty. whatever.

january 2002@sugar shack-
this show was ok, self defense and balance of terror played

january 2002@some kids house/jacques-
this show was weird. we were drinking some OJ and his mom flipped out. aicw were good. we played at jacques, this gay/trans bar after with this band the dead skunx. i liked the PA there. we were suppose to play tufts and andys house after but we just crashed.

febuary 2002@gay/straight alliance-
we jumped on this show and it was fun as hell. i think we played like three songs.

march 2002@ipswich high school-
this show was real weird, we got alot of good response tho. after we went to the movies and andy ripped the biggest fart and joan almost pissed herself laughing.

march 2002 @ xhaus-
this was on of my favorite shows. i think it was rice's first. i wore a diaper. it was great. i loved life that day.

march 2002 @ the berwick-
this show was ok

april 2002@the berwick-
this show was so much fun thanks to moshtrogen, vitamin x, andy mackenzie, aicw and al quint. defenite choice were real good too.

april tour 2002-
rice moved to bass and kyle took jons place on drums. the first show was so much fun. we showed up and had to deal with meat eating, bigot pseudo-hippies that left trash everywhere at wesleyan. the students left after finding the keg wasnt beer and that the ice cream wasn't "real" and we had a wicked fun time. advocate kicked ass and so did the insurgent. there was an oversize-novelty chair that we pushed like 10 people around in. then we went to new york and played at abc no rio with a days refrain and there were wires. we met ron, an 40 something ex-con who loved "all this scremy shit". that night we played in allentown at jordans house. it was great. we all got naked.

may 2002 @ MIT-
we played in the same room as nirvana. this was another one of my definite favorite shows. i had so much fun. seeing/hanging out with crusty craig made me really happy. i thought i was gunna die after though. i loved that show so much.

may 2002 @ gloucester-
this show was with boxing water and some rev. band. we sucked, i got frustrated and jumped through drums a few times, it was very inspiring to see a positive band hold so many youngsters in their hand.

may 24th -june 7th-east coast tour-
the first show was melee's last. it was alot of fun. we sprayed black flag and all this stuff on the van, put up mowhawks and started our two week tour. in the morning rachel made us breakfast and we were off. we played long island at this kid rens house.the room was about six and a half feet in height. the floor had holes in it and i cut my knees up, but had a sweet water balloon fight after with this kid jaime in my underwear. everyone just stared and smoked weed. no sweat off my balls. then we played philly. this show sucked hard. we stayed with kyles friend in NJ and after hours of dumpstering we went to the beach. it started to suck but then i got to sing "bored walking on the boardwalk, new jersey shore, if i come to your house, can i sleep on your floor" and it was all good. then we went to baltimore and played "the bloodshed". everyone was freaking out cuz we were in the "ghetto". it was all worth it cuz these kids were so great, other than the $666.66 for rent they paid, lived completely d.i.y., definitly inspirational. also, living under lies set was amazing for the third night in a row. someone put some empty 40's under my tire (sweet!) and we were off. we spent two days in richmond swimming in fountains and dumpstering krispy kreme. as me and rice walked home the second night everyone was going crazy cuz we just jumped on a show! we played "hardcore holocaust" a awesome, huge distro out of richmond and the show was great cuz i was really fukin pissed that night. the next day we went to north carolina and stopped to eat at this burrito shop. we play some pool, drink some free soda, keep drinking soda, keep drinking soda, keep drinking soda and then find out the shows cancelled! the promoter, alex, came into the burrito shop and said sorry. "can we play here?" we asked, and we did. we made flyers, watched this guy scream "i hate greenville" into the payphone and told EVERYONE we ran into about this show. we played it and it was great. we stayed at alex's and watched donny darko. the next day we drove to south carolina and played in some wierd ass town near columbia. it was by far the best show i've ever been to. we shot off fireworks all day until we shot off this round of rockets that ended up shooting towards powerlines, the street, some tree's and someones house. then this truck drove by with a uhaul on the back that was coming unhitched and sparking everywhere. i thought somehow we were responsible and then the cops came. the first band plugged in their crappy amps in front of us 15 kids and played they're hearts out. something inside me broke. it brought me back to the first show i ever played in the ipswich teen center when i was they're age and how much that meant. i couldn't stop moving, the band's name was "the risk". then choke the rivers played and blew me away. i loved this band too. and i cant wait kicked ass this night too. we played quick and sloppy and i never felt so alive (ha!) then cops came again, yet again, alcohol and drugs fuck everything up. it just reminded me of the shitty town and boring people i had left behind and made me think about my life and goals and how these seemingly harmless recreational activities can take the fire from your eyes, how they can deter you from creating-whether that be a mix tape or a future and the effect it has on those individuals i left behind. no bar room could ever sell them the life they once had. with that said, i feel and i can't wait, as a band and as friends, lead by example when it comes to politics. from there we drove all the way to orlando, pullingover at a rest stop where at 6 am, the sprinklers got turned on and half the crew got real wet. we continued on, stopping for oversized-novelty somrero's at south of the border and free OJ over the border of FLA. i danced around to tom waits, the smiths and classic rock with my blu blockers, my sombrero and an oversized novelty mustache on. we watched passerbys reaction. we made some friends this way. we arrived in orlando and went to the all you can eat buffet, filling drinking cups with fresh falafel. i took a big dump in the library and slept at the stone soup collective. i awoke to a huge huge downpour and got to see my buddy will. he, along with melle's friend tess, were the ONLY individuals in attendance. oi vey! then we played (we were all in a bad mood) then we broke a bass string, then rice dislocated his knee! "knee"dless to say, this show sucked. i lived in orlando for a year and feel more than justified in saying that that city has no hope. like i said earlier, all the kids strength goes into twisting a cap off a carona at the "bar-b-q bar". black hair fucks. from their we drove to Tampa. the show was great. and i can't wait sounded so good and EVERYONE loved them. tampa loves the hardcore! that night we had to drive to birmingham alabama but it was ok. me and kyle talked about the mess we had gotten ourselves into, aka life, as we watched the sun come up west of gainesville. we played at this place called "the boiler room", a huge venue that seats 2000 people. we got pulled over for going to the "black" supermarket which was some bullshit. the guy watched football and i guess some guy died down the street (!). it was a bad part of town apparently. whatever that means. that night we called a friend of a friend of a friend and stayed with him in nashville. this was crazy because and i can't waithauled ass ahead of us and got a flat, i guess i drove rtight by them and didn't see them. i was so tired. i stopped at a waffle house for hash browns and coffee and both fell on the ground. in my punchy, exausted, tired of wiping everyones ass state, i proceeded to finish what remained ofmy coffee and pick the hash browns off the floor, praying for an end to come soon. in nashville we took a tour of the United record pressing and dumpstered some cool shit then went to cici's, an all you can eat pizza buffet and eat a dozen vegan pizza's. me and lieber went into the bathroom and when people would come in we'd pretend to be straining really hard and getting all emotionalover our shits.i shat for so long my legs fell asleep and i coulden't stand. lieber needed to help me out of the can and i collapsed on the cici's floor cuz my legs hurt so much. then i threw a mushroom or something at lieber and it just stuck to his eyelid. we stayed with this band intense youth in pittsburg after our show their with storm the towers. apparently a guy fromaus-rotten was in attendance. we pulled up to our finl show and i immediatly fell in love with buffalo. the nieborhood, the kids, the diversity, the shops, everything was great. while i thought we were gunna play a final show in mass. it definitly felt like a final show. so many circle pits, so much love. and for the first time on the tour, i made a complete thought. something in reference to the theme of the night- along the lines of "gay, straight, boy, girl, young, old, we're all punk rockers". i'll always remember that show and can't give enough thanks for those few hours.

august 1st 2002, harvard-
when we got back from tour i didnt want to do a last show. i wanted to lock myself up in a dark room and sleep forever, which, besides working, is all i did. we recorded a couple new songs for no real reason other than suprise band funding and wills great smile and laugh. two months later, after a summer of swimming, drinking, parties, travelling and new friends matt asked if we wanted to play a final show before we went west. it was with the blackout terror who we loved and would probably be and i cant waits last show. it was only fitting. rick was moving to arizona, andy was moving to california, kyle was finally coming home and all of and i cant wait were splintering to far corners of the country. it only made sense, we practiced and after me and rice spent half a night of caffiene-fueled telling each other like it was and it confirmed my affirmation that I had missing the point of being in a band for a long time. It brought to mind of the days before music was simply an emotional dishrag, an antidepressant, when every instrument, every noise would bleed honesty when played back through your hand held tape recorder, just like it had a half hour prior. He also agreed with me that I needed to define my enemy before I can fight it (or sing about it for that matter). We played after earth died screaming, who are one of the best boston bands right now. We played fast and loud and that's all. I complained about jane swift. And I cant wait played an amazing set, it was hot as fuck and everyone took 90-100% of all their clothes off and circle pitted. It was amazing. After the show we handed out our records for free, we would never get rid of them anyway. Before we played I set up a couple mics to record the show. The lights turned red but somehow it didn't record. Driving home It didn't bother me. Memories ferment much sweeter than any documentation could.