
From Josh Eppard:
What a day yesterday was folks. It all started innocently enough with yours truly hanging up Sick Kids posters before doors as per my morning routine. I put some posters on a stage barricade ( Kevin Says stage) and after spending a good 40 minutes Making sure they were perfect( hey OCD), I got told to take them down. If that was the worst thing that happened I coulda lived with that. It wasn’t. I guess the stage manager was having a bad day or just really pissed that I Hung the posters there because he got in my face and dared me to ” raise my voice again” and that “He would have me thrown of the tour”! This happened after I told him I would take them down and I was sorry. Man I knew Warped Tour had changed since my Coheed days but I didn’t know it turned into my High School in NY! So I guess I have matured because instead of letting it escalate into a fight and actually getting kicked off the tour I said “Your right, there’s nothing I can do. I don’t want to get kicked off the tour”. Tail between my legs and sick with anger I walked off. Ahhhhh fun. So as I walked away I realized during the spat someone had stolen my shoulder bag that I use to poster and what not….Ahhhhh fun. I know the people that work on the tour really bust there ass to make it happen so after an hour or two I finally stopped plotting my revenge and decided if we’d met under different circumstances we’d most likely be friends. So as the hours and the heat added up to make suck I got a strange phone call. Sparing the gory details, the call proved to be one of the oddest coincidences of my life and strangel yforeshadowed what was to come. It’s no secret that my friend Mic Todd allegedly robbed a pharmacy for drugs yesterday and I say allegedly because that’s what the papers say. He fucking robbed a pharmacy. The perfect end to a day that was already kind of shitty. Shock. What the hell man. I talked to him what I guess was an hour before he did it and he said he was gonna straighten up. It’s kind of hard to elaborate on how much this hurts. Mic and I have had a weird friendship and I’ve spent the last few days hearing from people that he would often say how I was still using drugs. That hurt. Anger. But I know that thats a junkie 101 move but he of all people should know how hard it is to rebuild your life. Pity. I just can’t wrap my head around what he did. Was it that bad? Did he do this on purpose, like, fuck it I’m gonna get busted soon anyway, might as well go out with a bang type of thing? Confused. I feel lucky to know in my heart I am done with drugs. And warped tour to me is like the universe bringing me back to where it all started for me and giving me a second chance. I’m glad I didn’t get kicked off the tour.
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