Prince J's Per Diem Pt. 1
per diem - Pronunciation:\(ˌ)pər-ˈdē-əm, -ˈdī-\
Function: adverb
Etymology: Medieval Latin
Date: 1520
by the day, for each day
More like “day by day” in the life of an aspiring musician who hopes to make it on the road.
So what’s a boy to do in the days leading up to a tour? Not to mention a tour that will take us across the country and back covering 30-35 dates not knowing how one will afford to eat (or drink!) while on the road?
The answer? Watch reruns of 120 Minutes and write a blog of course!
Well, not exactly. While skimming the crap (undoubtedly programmed by Matt Pinfield) and stumbling across some rare gems (The Jam’s “Start!”, The Specials’ “Ghost Town” and The Cure’s “Hot, Hot, Hot”) all the while hoping for a Bourgeois Tagg or Green Apple Quick Step video, I sit down, type and attempt to organize my thoughts.
First thing that comes to mind: Book some DJ gigs. Yeah, I should get on that. Not so easy. I should’ve thought of that a month ago. Now we’re staring down the barrel of a two-week gun. I’m sure I can pull something off on short notice though…
Second: Take in my recycling. That should be good for a cool $12.
Third: Sell stuff. Clothes? Yes. But the “impeccably-dressed-but-not-trying” punk-a-billy snobs at Buffalo Exchange don’t like my “past season’s Ben Shermans”.
I feel like I’m on trial every time I go there to sell. “License please”. “Have you sold here before?” and then…the dreaded look. Hey, but I paid 60 bucks for that shirt two years ago and you wanna give me what?! And I take it every time.
OK, gotta sell more stuff. Records, you say? Over my dead, decomposing, badly disfigured body.
This is not going well.
Well, I guess I’m off to the recycling center.
Until next time,
-J
Stay tuned as Prince J will be reporting on the adventures and hijinks that will surely ensue after jumping into the shark-infested waters known as a “National Tour”.
Function: adverb
Etymology: Medieval Latin
Date: 1520
by the day, for each day
More like “day by day” in the life of an aspiring musician who hopes to make it on the road.
So what’s a boy to do in the days leading up to a tour? Not to mention a tour that will take us across the country and back covering 30-35 dates not knowing how one will afford to eat (or drink!) while on the road?
The answer? Watch reruns of 120 Minutes and write a blog of course!
Well, not exactly. While skimming the crap (undoubtedly programmed by Matt Pinfield) and stumbling across some rare gems (The Jam’s “Start!”, The Specials’ “Ghost Town” and The Cure’s “Hot, Hot, Hot”) all the while hoping for a Bourgeois Tagg or Green Apple Quick Step video, I sit down, type and attempt to organize my thoughts.
First thing that comes to mind: Book some DJ gigs. Yeah, I should get on that. Not so easy. I should’ve thought of that a month ago. Now we’re staring down the barrel of a two-week gun. I’m sure I can pull something off on short notice though…
Second: Take in my recycling. That should be good for a cool $12.
Third: Sell stuff. Clothes? Yes. But the “impeccably-dressed-but-not-trying” punk-a-billy snobs at Buffalo Exchange don’t like my “past season’s Ben Shermans”.
I feel like I’m on trial every time I go there to sell. “License please”. “Have you sold here before?” and then…the dreaded look. Hey, but I paid 60 bucks for that shirt two years ago and you wanna give me what?! And I take it every time.
OK, gotta sell more stuff. Records, you say? Over my dead, decomposing, badly disfigured body.
This is not going well.
Well, I guess I’m off to the recycling center.
Until next time,
-J
Stay tuned as Prince J will be reporting on the adventures and hijinks that will surely ensue after jumping into the shark-infested waters known as a “National Tour”.
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Don't worry. You'll survive, even if it means we have to kill and eat Ryan Divine!
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I totally know the "I paid 60 bucks for that shirt two years ago and you wanna give me what?! " feeling. Only it's with books that I bought 2 months ago and not 2 years ago. It's garbage. They'll be begging for your shirts once your all famous and the like. haha
oh, and at first i thought the body picture was a disfigured raccoon. .. yeah..
I think that this blog may become extremely amusing in the future. Especially with the addition of pictures, with the shit that happens on the road you can only imagine what picture may be picked to give life to a story.
I like your blog!
Amanda- Same goes for you, we WILL take you up on tequila and tacos every time!
Not looking good for making Smashville this tour :[
Wish there was something I could do to help out.
One of the things on the Phenomenauts wish/want list is (used) dvds.
I'll show ya some southern hospitality should you ever make it nearby ;]