Thursday, June 25


One afternoon in Boston after we had just woken up at 5:00PM (that's what staying up until 6:00AM and driving 4 hours will get you), and after Brian our tour manager had brought us fresh cups of New England clam chowder from Jacob Wirth's (highly recc'd), we ran into a blinged out dude walking up the the valet as we were pulling out from our hotel. Our van stuffed full of gear clearly indicated that we were a band, and he asked, "Y'all in a band?" and we said yes. This entrepreneurial young man then handed us his CD and told us he was called PLA and he had the hookup in Texas. We didn't think too much of it at the time, but the more we listened, first song on his album slowly started to become our anthem on the tour. We didn't have any way of listening to iPods, so we were listening to a lot of CDs. ANYWAY, I just wanted to let you guys in on our little "inside" song that we would blast in the van on our long drives. I bet none of your friends have heard this club banger. Please enjoy PRESTO by P-L-A. Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaauuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh boiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!

Best line: "I don't give a f*ck, now the money in the air!!!"


Kaitlin June 25, 2009 at 5:13 PM  

Slick Willie's?

That aside, those gentlemen certainly know how to stimulate the economy.