| COLLAPSING CITIES' Tim Van Dammen - guest blog! |
| Written by Tim Van Dammen |
| Wednesday, 19 May 2010 09:24 |
 I'm writing this blog last minute because I've spent way too much time thinking about what to write about. I was asked to write about something that I heart/love, so I started out thinking about stuff that fit that description in reality and realised, that nothing really takes precedence over anything else in my life - I just do stuff and have stuff that helps me do the stuff. Another thing that was on my mind, is that whatever I write should be clever and/or funny... this pressure makes you realise how lame you are. Specifically how not-clever and unfunny you are... I'm sitting here thinking - yeah, I should write that I love writing blogs, or that I love wolf-whistling grannies (pathetic ideas) - I've actually ended up writing about trying to write a blog which is pretty much pretentious and uninspired, but that's what it is - desperation to do something that I promised to do, at least it shows integrity. I'm sitting here in a thick skin of un-showered Tim-grease from a three-day band practice. I never shower before band practice because what's the point? You're just going to go and get really rotten and sweaty and if you left your shirt in the washing machine for too long by accident and didn't realise when you chucked it on, you'll find out about 10 minutes into drumming when the cotton heats up and releases that foul decomposing stench like you've been standing downwind of Auschwitz all morning. Then, you're too tired to do anything when you get home, so you lie around and watch the food channel and drink a couple of beers. Then the next morning, it's more band practice, so no point in showering. Just make sure not to wear that rank shirt again... jeans are still damp with sweat though. A few days down the line, you start to get grey build-up in the folds of your skin around your neck. It's gross but kind of cool at the same time, like when you get your ears syringed and those giant globs come out and its yuck but so awesome at the same time. The rotten greasy skin is good because it makes you feel lived in and you've earned this filth through physical excursion, which is satisfying on some primeval animal level. The best part of the three day skin, is when you finally jump in the shower and wash it all away. It's the cleanest feeling you'll ever have, especially coupled with freshly changed sheets and a cup of peppermint tea and/or milk enema. TIM VAN DAMMEN is the drummer of COLLAPSING CITIES, who play Wellington (San Francisco Bath House, Thursday May 20th), Christchurch (Dux Deluxe, Friday May 21st) and Dunedin (Refuel, Saturday May 22nd), this week. Win a double-pass to the show of your choice by re-tweeting the following: Collapsing Cities playing WGTN, CHCH & Dunedin this Thurs/Fri & Sat. http://bit.ly/cllpsngcties [RT this to win a doublepass] @coupdemain |
