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Thinking it was my brother or his friend I mouthed “good one” and gave the person the finger and they walked away.Īs soon as they left I went downstairs to give them shit, and to my surprise and dismay… They were both sitting on the couch playing PlayStation. Standing at the door, and waving was a person (could not tell sex or age) wearing a Halloween pig mask.
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I looked up, expecting my brother or his friend (the basement had a door that lead to the back deck as well.) I heard a knock on the patio door, which startled me. On one particular night, my brother had a friend over and they were downstairs doing whatever and I was at the dining room table on the laptop.Īs I was wrapped up in my writing, I didn’t pay much attention to my surroundings. My brother and I would fight over the desktop (that’s where Diablo 2 was installed!) so I would use the laptop to write music.
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When I was about 14, we only had one desktop computer and one laptop for the family. The dining room had patio doors that lead out to the back and we would have BBQs and such back there. “Our old house was on a corner, and in lieu of a backyard had a side yard, with a small deck that wrapped around the back. One of a few weird things to happen growing up.” - bables08 Pig mask Scared the shit out of me so I froze, let it register for a few seconds, then calmly closed everything and went back to my room to hide until daylight. I also didn’t hear them open in the time I was there. They were all closed when I went into the kitchen, and there was no way anyone could have snuck in and done it because I was home alone. Cleaned up and turned around and every single cupboard door and cutlery drawer were open. have indeed put a promising foot forward.“Making toast late one night facing the kitchen bench eating for a good 5-10mins. Such is Walking Papers’ debut: At times bawdy, macho and even vulnerable, Duff and co. “The night the lights went out / In Vegas!” screams the singer. “Two Tickets and a Room” wins the award for most ribaldly amusing, as Angell tells of a couple who, after having passionate sex in a Vegas hotel, proceed to royally undo their vacation: The girl drinks one too many and wanders off, later to tear her dress while peeing in the bushes-with “half her ass showing,” no less-while the guy is wrongly cuffed for looking the part of her domestic abuser. “Red Envelopes” is an AC/DC-style boogie-though, here and elsewhere, Angell invokes an Ian Astbury, rather than Bon Scott, swagger-while the aforementioned “Capital T” sounds like a construction worker’s catcalls set to all manner of meaty, hairy-chested guitar wails. Though more soul-searching is found in the pleasant, U2-like “Leave Me in the Dark,” there’s no mistaking this is a rock record. Bassman Duff understates his notes in keeping with the mellow, beer-dampened sensibility, while ex-Screaming Trees drummer Barrett Martin lays down a restless and grasping rhythm. “Just like you / I’m only passing through / Coming and going / Never quite knowing / What I’m trying to prove,” goes part of the verse, with Jeff playing on the theme of a broken troubadour. Be it lusty or forlorn, vocalist Jeff Angell, formerly of blues outfit The Missionary Position, is very skilled at telling a story-here and throughout the record. Of course you’ll find your fair share of rock ’n’ roll raunch, as in the saucy lady hitchhiker tale of “I’ll Stick Around,” as well as the indulgent Hendrix-isms of “Capital T,” but, perhaps to flout our expectations, the album’s engaging opener, “Already Dead,” eases in on a slow and pensive note. And, given their straight-ahead intentions, this seems to suit the band just fine. Accomplished and fun yet never really groundbreaking, Walking Papers is a solid, get-in-and-get-out affair. Now Duff is getting back to his roots as a native of Seattle, forming the seasoned all-Washingtonian quartet, Walking Papers, for the group’s self-titled debut. (Let’s all pause to process that-if possible.) Even during his Slash and Axl days, McKagan released Believe in Me, a solo project in ’93, and, shortly after G n’ R’s big “transition”-read: Axl’s dismissal of the classic lineup-the busy bassist took up with Neurotic Outsiders, one of the more surreal übergroups of all time, featuring Sex Pistol Steve Jones and guitarist John Taylor of Duran Duran. Despite a star-making tenure with G n’ R and playing bass for supergroup Velvet Revolver, Duff McKagan was never one to rest on his laurels.