Flew out this am bound for San Francisco; flight was delayed 2 hours due to low ceiling (fog). Finally picked up van and made the rainy rush-hour drive to Oakland. Got to the Stork club and were welcomed early by the active street life. Set up, met the staff, and walked down to Amazona's Pizza. Also took in a $5 Haunted House across the street at Cory's Adult Super Store...funny, it didn't sound like scared screaming to me. Met 
the other bands and mingled a bit; had to borrow the opening bands drums; only cost me 3 jager shots. Tis good thing I brought the jiggy-tron cause it's been a while since I played with chinas and 3 floor tomms tuned crazy high;fun to see what we would soud like as a goth-industrial band though. A decent crowd saw us virtually hack through our set; it sounded pretty bad...better to work the rust off now, and a good way to test sweet James.
"Oaksterdam" is definately a working-man's town...hard living but friendly if you get an in. People were pretty friendly for the most part,
and receptive to what were were trying to do.
Alaric were on last and definately on it
tonight..almost scary how good they were. Loaded out, sold the owner at-shirt (XXL), and hit up twice more
for a cig. outside, then off to Antioch to Tommy's parent's house for a bed and fresh snicker-doodles.
