Post by Dylan Austin . on Apr 2, 2009 22:18:10 GMT -5
Dylan Alexander Austin 'S BEEN ON THE RUN
DRIVING IN THE SUN
LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE.
hey, you! yeah, i'm talking to you. wake the hell up! good.
welcome to the When You Were Young tour. it is
mandatory that you fill out this paperwork. yes, all of it. why?
because we doggone said so, that's why! now take a seat and
please be quiet. i said be quiet!
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
" That's random, but most people call me Dyll. ."
I HAVE TO ASK: MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN?
"I think i have a vagina last time i checked, if you like, you can look."
GOOD, I WAS STARTING TO WORRY. NOW, HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"Only fuckin' nineteen, born December 25. Capricorn baby (: ."
WELL, YOU LOOK YOUNG FOR YOUR AGE. HOW DO YOU STAY IN SHAPE?
"Oh shit. well thanx, i already hate that im young, and now i look it. fuck, well, i guess if you bounced around a stage all day holding a guitar all day you'd look like me to."
OH, I'LL HAVE TO TRY THAT. MOVING ON: YOUR HAIR, IS THAT YOUR NATURAL COLOR?
"Does it look like my natural color? heh, if you think yes, then it is, if you think no, then it's not."
DON'T MEAN TO BE A PEST BUT, HOW TALL ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"Pshh, i'm standing at 5'2. Meaning im short as hell. I don't mind though. Short people have it good."
I WOULD NEVER HAVE CONSIDERED THAT GEORGE CLOONEY MIGHT BE GAY. WHAT ABOUT YOU?
"Well shit, let him be gay. I wish everyone would stop sucking his cock. I'm Bisexual, so im in no option to judge."
OH REALLY? WELL, WHAT BAND ARE YOU IN WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
"I play for Anyone But The Sweet Ones. I play the Bass, yeah i know .. no one takes the bassist serious."
WELL THEN, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
"The hell? In my spare time, i like to roll blunts and have sex with almost anyone who's around. Heh, no, kidding, in my spare time, i'll either be learning to play a new instrument, or working on cars. I like to read a awful lot, well, more than any usualy teen would. I also like to play game systems, you know, like Playstation, Xbox, and all that other crap. && doing it all that with a cigarette hanging out my mouth."
DON'T WORRY, THIS IS ALL CONFIDENTIAL. GO AHEAD, TELL US WHAT YOU ENJOY.
"I enjoy long walks on the beach, horse carraig rides and all that great bullshit. Nah, but i enjoy normal teenage crap i guess. Partying when i should be practicing, drinking when i know i need to be sober, and smoking, when i know it'll give me lung cancer. I enjoy hanging out with guys mre than girls though. With girls, it's just too much Bullshit and Drama."
WHAT ABOUT SOMETHING THAT GETS ON YOUR NERVES?
"People that don't know what fun is get's on my nerves. It just test my patience. People that are serious like ALL the time and never have fun. And then they judge you cause they don't do anything but stick poles up there asses. I also hate haging out with chicks. I just can't stand it. Well, not all chick's but most of them. Cause all they do is gossip, and gossip just isn't appealing to me."
I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT. SO, ARE YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING?
"I guess my strengths would have to be instruments. I know how to play almost anything there is. And that's good, cause if being a bassist dosen't work out, i could always be a guitarist, drummer, or even a singer. Uhm, im pretty killer with doing hair and skateboarding. And also working on cars. Something you don't expect in a car, but yeah, i do it all."
THAT'S INTERESTING, NOW WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"I absolutly know nothing about putting on make-up. All i really know how to put on is eyeliner. All that other crap like blush and eyeshadow and foundation is a load of bullshit. You don't need make-up to make you pretty. I also suck at trying to get a guy to notice me. I'm so use to hanging out with guys that when i like one, i don't know how to tell them or to even flirt, cause most of the time i act like myself."
I BET I CAN BEAT YOU IN A THUMB WRESTLE AND HOLD MY BREATHE LONGER THAN YOU AT THE SAME TIME.
"Heh, well fuck me. I can't thumb wrestle, but i'll damn sure whoop your ass in holding my breath."
YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY. OH WELL, SAY, WHAT KIND OF QUALITIES DO YOU LIKE IN A SPOUSE?
"I like a person that knows how to have fun. but i also like a person who knows how to get serious when it's needed. A person that can talk about almost anything, but still know there place. I love a girl who can hold there liquor, but i love a guy who can be comfortable with me knowing more about car's than they do. Basically a all around good person is all i need, but sadly, there ain't shit out there like that."
OH, I GUESS I'M NOT YOUR TYPE THEN, EH? WELL, WHAT DO YOU FIND UNATTRACTIVE IN A PERSON?
"I didn't say you weren't my type. Haha. Anyway, uhm, i think the first appropiate thintg would be to say a person that isn't clean is the hugest turn-off. i mean it's not hard to take a shower people. Seriously. Slut's are also a huge turn-off. I like well-rounded girls, not easy girls. Boys that get jealous easy are also a turn-off, if there with a person, they should trust them, unless given reason to do otherwise ."
FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAYS.
"Join the club Princess."
OK, WE'RE GONNA PLAY A GAME. I'M GOING TO ASK SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS, AND YOUR GOING TO SAY THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND, OK?
"Uhm, can you hurry up. I have to be somewhere."
FAVORITE FOOD?
"Sushi."
FAVORITE MOVIE?
"Transformers."
FAVORITE BAND/ARTIST?
"Norma Jean."
FAVORITE DRINK?
"Starbucks Iced Vanilla Coffee."
FAVORITE SUBJECT?
"English."
FAVORITE SPICE GIRL?
"Sporty."
FAVORITE TV SHOW?
"Chowder and the Marvelous Misadventures of FlapJack."
FAVORITE HOLIDAY AND SEASON?
"Christmas and Spring."
FAVORITE WORD?
"Dude, Awsome."
FAVORITE FAMOUS DEAD PERSON?
"Martha Stewart, no im just pulling your leg. I don't think i have one."
FAVORITE TIME OF DAY?
"Anytime past 12:00 A.M I'm a early Mourning person."
FAVORITE COLOR?
"Depends on how i feel that day."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"My Sisters Keeper."
FAVORITE TOY?
"My Xbox 360. && does a car count?"
WELL, WASN'T THAT FUN? ON TO THE SERIOUS SHIT. TELL ME A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF.
"Well, as you can tell, i have a potty mouth. Or the mouth of a sailor, but so the fuck what. Don't judge me. Uhm, I like to have fun a lot, sue me if you don't like it. I'm a pretty outgoing person, cept sometimes i can be really quiet. When im around guys i feel that i can be more myself than around girls. They just make me tense up. When im working on cars is my most peacful moments. Something about just being all greasy under the hood of a car is totally comfortable. I'm very picky at what i eat. && whenever someone is acting ignorant i'll tell them. i tell the truth most of the time, but lie when it's necissary. I like picking with people who don't like me. All 'cause they make life way more intresting."
MHMM, AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?
"My family's alright. I love my pop's to death, but can't stand my mother worth a lick. My older sister's great and so is my younger brother. Other than that, it's not to much to it."
VERY INTERESTING. SO HOW DID YOU END UP IN AT THIS TOUR?
"Well, i was born in Japan, but i was always in love with music. One day, my parent's decided that they wasnted to visit the U.S. they ended up hating it, but i loved it. So when they went back i actually stayed. One day i was just sitting on my front porch playing the bass and a guy walked by. asked me did i want to join a band, i hopped up, yelled shit and it was nothing to it after that.."
RIGHT ON, MY FRIEND. SO, CAN YOU TELL US WHAT WAS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"I think my favorite memory would have to be when i was at this party in Japan. All my friends were there. It was actually a surprise birthday party. It was pretty awsome if i say so myself."
HOW, LOVELY. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"Something i will not talk about. But, whatever. My worst memory was being put in a insane asylum, for the third time. but my mother."
NOW, JUST WONDERING. WHAT RELIGION ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"Uh, no religion for me thank you."
WHAT SORT OF CAREER WILL YOU GO INTO THEN?
"Well, since the band is hitting it off that's all im really concerned with right now. But if that didn't happen. I'd probably be a engineer or something of the sort.."
WHAT HAPPENED TO BE YOUR FIRST WORDS?
"The Japanese word for Hello."
OMGWTFBBQ?!? WELL, LOOK AT THAT. I'VE NEVER SEEN A GENIE ACTUALLY COME OUT OF THE BOTTLE. WHAT ARE YOUR THREE WISHES?
"To be able to work on cars whenever i wanted. To actually be okay with my mum. && uhh, what the hell, party 24/7?"
WOW, WASN'T THAT FASCINATING?
"Shit, and here i was going for boring."
SO, YOU, UH, WITH ANYBODY AT THE PRESENT MOMENT?
"Nah, im Single, and i'm damn sure liking it."
WELL, YOU WANNA GO OUT SOME TIME? WHERE CAN I TAKE YA?
"Uhh, a party. Really, anywhere's cool with me, as long as it's not boring as hell."
HEY, IF YOUR NOT BUSY FRIDAY...WANNA GO OUT?
"Who said i was even intrested in you. lmaoo."
ALRIGHT, WHATEVER/COOL. THIS INTERVIEW IS COMING TO AN END. ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL US?
"No hard feelings. I just don't want to hang out with you. No kidding, but i have to go to band practice or Hale will beat the shit out of me. Even though he's a asswhole, that kinda turns me on. but hopefully no one will catch on, i don't want anyone to know. shh. hah."
THIS FAKE INTERVIEWER DUDE GUY WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE SECONDS.
"What the fuck? Peace dude."
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ON THE STEREO,
LISTEN AS WE GO,
DRIVING DOWN THE 101.
Kayleb has been trying to escape this doggone planet for Sixteen years,
but they've found themselves stuck in the vortex of role playing for Eight years.
too bad. we could have busted them out if they didn't live all the way in
the Maryland timezone. you can always reach them at at MSN.
hold up, you'll need the password, which is you're so good at stretching the truth into a sugar coated lie everyone takes a bite and we'll need
to see some proof that you're a GIRL. yep, pull down those pants.
ok, well, i'll just take your paperwork and be going:
it's going to be a long day Craig thought as yet another girl walked into the signing tent. there had to be over 300 girls here, and just to get him to sign his name on something. some were crying, so were bubbly, and some were just so estastic to see him that it was kinda creepy. but no, don't get him wrong, he loved his fans to death, but it was hot out, he hadn't eaten all mourning, and quite frankly, his stomach was yelling at him to get some food. he signed one more thing from a pretty girl with braces then stood, whisper to one of the gaurds that he had to get something to eat. the gaurd gave him the okay, and Craig walked out the back of the signing tent.
upon walking out the back he heard the crowd of girls sighing and or whinning, asking when he would be back and such. he chuckled to himself, were they really that pressed for him to come back? the answere to that was probably, yes. he wondered if the old lead singer for Escape the Fate had been this popular. && even though he didn't want to admit it, the answere was definantly, yes again. he had been popular, and some of the fan even threw in Craigs face that he was a better singer, and better looking, some of the fans even left because they said it just wasn't the same. but the others stayed, cause they were true fans of Escape The Fate .
on the way to the food tent, the sun beamed down on Craigs head, and it didn't help that today his hair was lying neatly on his neck, making the suns raise even more unbarable. he shook his head upon walking in the food tent. the food here was okay, but it wasn't all that okay. but right now, his stomach just needed something, cause if he got on stage with nothing in his stomach, someone would be going to the hospital today. he scanned the food, grimacing at the fact that he would kill for some McDonald's frenchfries, as much as he wasn't supposed to have them, he liked them anyway.
finally settling on a ham sandwich, a Monster energy drink, and a bag of nacho doritos he went to take his seat. he was sitting next to one of the guys from another band. yet he was so engrossed in his food that he couldn't really tell which band he was from, or who he was. Craig shrugged, opening his snadwhich and taking a bite, chewing it slowly, sliding on his sunglasses for no reason at all. just for the reason that he thought it looked cool. but who wore glasses inside? the ansewere, only cool people.
upon walking out the back he heard the crowd of girls sighing and or whinning, asking when he would be back and such. he chuckled to himself, were they really that pressed for him to come back? the answere to that was probably, yes. he wondered if the old lead singer for Escape the Fate had been this popular. && even though he didn't want to admit it, the answere was definantly, yes again. he had been popular, and some of the fan even threw in Craigs face that he was a better singer, and better looking, some of the fans even left because they said it just wasn't the same. but the others stayed, cause they were true fans of Escape The Fate .
on the way to the food tent, the sun beamed down on Craigs head, and it didn't help that today his hair was lying neatly on his neck, making the suns raise even more unbarable. he shook his head upon walking in the food tent. the food here was okay, but it wasn't all that okay. but right now, his stomach just needed something, cause if he got on stage with nothing in his stomach, someone would be going to the hospital today. he scanned the food, grimacing at the fact that he would kill for some McDonald's frenchfries, as much as he wasn't supposed to have them, he liked them anyway.
finally settling on a ham sandwich, a Monster energy drink, and a bag of nacho doritos he went to take his seat. he was sitting next to one of the guys from another band. yet he was so engrossed in his food that he couldn't really tell which band he was from, or who he was. Craig shrugged, opening his snadwhich and taking a bite, chewing it slowly, sliding on his sunglasses for no reason at all. just for the reason that he thought it looked cool. but who wore glasses inside? the ansewere, only cool people.
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
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