We're so cool, it hurts.

Sunday, March 24, 2002

A Few Quick Quotes That Will Act as an Update Re: Solemite & the KGB show on Saturday night:

Gina/Jifa/Katie: "Atleast we aren't ________________." The line was, at various times filled in with the following:
"that guy running out of the room to answer his cell phone."
"those girls getting them to sign their shirts."
"that guy in the tight jeans."
"those kids waiting to be picked up by mom in the minivan or, even worse, the girls whose mom just came up to her and tapped her on the shoulder as she's talking to Toby."

Katie: "Damn you and your cool ass name." [re: Toby saying to Jifa, "I'll always remember your name because it's so funky."

Katie: " 'Pretty Girls Make Graves' What the hell does that mean?"
Jifa: "Pretty girls makes you die. THEY KILL YOU!!! [complete with menacing hand gesture]"

Gina: "I'm the worst journalist ever."

Katie [throughout the night]: "Toby is completely emaciated. Look at him and his dark circles. Get some meat on those bones. Look, this is going to be Toby in 10 years [pointing to picture of rotting corpse on flyer]"

Jifa: "God, I feel like I have jaundice."

All of us: "How hot is that guy who works here?"

Gina [or someone else, I forget]: "Wow, I'm really liking the atmosphere here at the Mitchell Park Teen Center. The disco ball works nicely with the posters about what makes a good kid."

Katie: "HEY YOU. YEA, YOU GUYS OVER THERE. YOU'RE ALL SLUTS!" [re: 12-13 year olds pinching Ryan's ass while he was hugging his own girlfriend]

Regina: "How out of place am I?" [note: she was wearing an Oakland jersey, completely in black, her hair in cornrows, and accessorizing with a bandana.]

Jifa: "Oh God. Yep that's it. My life is over."

Gina: "Hey, acting aloof pays off."

Word of the night: Emaciated
Our Motto of the Night: "Stonewall Jackson Style"

And, in closing:
Toby says, "Tell them that we've come to put the funk and soul back in rock 'n roll. We're not a rock band, we're not a boy band, we're not an R&B group, we're not a pop band. We're all of those things, but none of those things. We're the fûking KGB. Lock up your daughters."

[Wow, I can't believe I remembered that]
Thanks for the fun, fellas.

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