Do you remember this guy? Snotcobbler or Spotcrocker or something like that?
Anyway.
It’s his birthday for another 30 minutes here in the East. I still think he’s an OK guy and I think some of you probably feel the same way, but let me tell you… you don’t want to hear the names he calls you all behind your backs. Let’s all agree to not hold that against him. At least not for now.
Happy birthday, Scott.
Me:
There is someone from rochester connected but i don't know who it is. :-/
Mary:
hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Me:
It could be Scott at his new house, but i don't think they have internet yet
Mary:
make a little sign and ask who it is lol
Me:
I tried already
Me:
Then you yelled at me for not having the camera on me and not having sound...
Mary:
hahah i am so spoiled
shotcopter:
nicky36:
jaydensmommie:
shotcopter:
Another old photo.
Oh. My. God.
What she said.
It was halloween week and we were playing in a dart league. EVERYONE at our towny bar thought we were wierd. We were picked on mercilessly. We were however, totally awesome.
Just so everyone is clear…
front row: shotcopter, doppelgang3r, steelopus (Combined, we are FMGreen)
back row: chick stanley
And, yes, we were totally awesome.
shotcopter:
That’s right. I spent all night installing strap locks on a keytar that already had a strap. because regular nylon straps are for sissies. I am taking the keytar to 11 tomorrow. And @steelopus is becoming a drummer. And in the wake of this new project, at least four people who haven’t gotten laid in a while will be laughed at mercilessly by women. The future happens tomorrow. Stay tuned.
I don’t know what he’s talking about.
(Stay tuned.)
(via shotcopter)
Yup. I play in a band with this fucking hipster.
GCPOYT
September, 1984. I’m in the center, looking dapper in the blue jacket and matching attaché. The kid in the front with the plaid shirt is @shotcopter. Who could’ve predicted these two little kids would grow up rocking stages and breaking hearts?
Here’s a bad scan of a decent picture.
All dolled up to be @shotcopter’s best-man. I’m not sure who’s idea it was for me to bring the guitar along, probably mine. I think we were hoping for a “Slash outside the church / November Rain” thing, but it didn’t quite work out that well, and I couldn’t stop laughing, and I felt like a bit of a douche. But regardless of all that, it is what it is.
PS. The ascots were all his idea. Though they successfully kept my streak of going tie-less alive; it’s been well over 18 months since I last wore one of those annoying pieces of crap.