Thanksgiving has been one of my favorite holidays for as long as I can remember. It ranks right up there with Christmas and the Fourth of July. I look forward to this joyous holiday even more now because I don't live in my hometown and this band keeps me so busy I rarely ever get to see my family. The traditions and celebrations, the food, the company, and the chance to be at home all combine to make Thanksgiving a holiday I don't ever want to miss. Lately as I have been browsing my news feed on facebook, I am reminded of a Thanksgiving tradition that I absolutely dread. Ever year this age old tradition sneaks up on me and I promise myself "Next year I will be prepared". I like to think that every family experiences this tradition in one way or another and certain people are better at handling the pressure than others. I unfortunately am one of those people that crack under the pressure. What is this time honored family tradition that I speak of? It is none other than "Lets go around the table and everyone say something they are thankful for" game.
Let me start you from the beginning here and explain myself a little better. Imagine this, I am forced out of bed at some inconceivable hour (roughly noon). I have to get dressed and brush my hair which has no chance in hell of looking normal. I must wash all the makeup off your eyes, so as not to look disrespectful. I am then hustled into a car and driven off to meet my waiting family. This is all pretty normal so far, and I love seeing my family. They kick so much ass you wouldn't believe if I showed you. By this time I am famished. I am like a Grizzly bear just waking up from winter hibernation. The greatest meal of the year is spread out before me. Everyone takes there places and the anticipation grows ("Save the neck for me Clark"). Then the exact moment that grace has been said, and the potatoes are about to be passed, someone pipes up "Why don't we go around the table and give everyone a chance to say what they are thankful for". Damn it, I forgot again. I had the whole car ride to prepare and I have nothing. My mind has blanked out. So it begins. My brother hits a home run with "I am thankful for this food we are about to eat". Sister a line drive "I'm thankful that everyone traveled safe to get here". My other brother "I'm thankful for all the new additions to the family". Then all eyes are on me, I begin to sweet. Damn I have nothing and we can't begin dinner until I say something I am thankful for. Don't get me wrong I am thankful for a lot of things and on a normal day I could write you a three page list. But at this exact moment everyone of those things has left my mind. So I say the only thing I can think of. "I am thankful for pants, I guess." Pants! Really, you said you were thankful for pants? As much as I love pants, dad isn't going to be so thrilled with the idea of turkey, stuffing, babies, and pants. The moment passes and I vow "Next year I will have the best one ever, my family will cry tears of joy when they hear what I am thankful for." Of course this never happens.
What does all this have to do with 3D In Your Face? Well we have started our own little tradition. I won't lie to you, we as a band do not always get along. We are brothers and we fight like any band has a tendency to do. People get negative and say things they don't mean and we have to pick up the pieces and move on. We love each other but living with three other guys for a long period of time gets a little heated. So whenever things start to get dark, I mean really start to turn south, someone will eventually pipe up and sing this song. This song has pulled us out of many tense moments. Do you remember that scene in Ghostbusters 2 when they fill the Statue of Liberty full of slime? They use New York City's positive energy to move The Statue and defeat Vigo The Carpathian. When ever negativity tries to destroy 3D In Your Face, it is the responsibility of the one of the other guys to sing "Your love keeps lifting me higher. Than I've ever been lifted before." So in this time of celebration lift your love up. Lift that love higher than it has ever been lifted before.
And don't for get.
I am thankful for PANTS.
We are coming at you hard this Friday and Saturday. Friday, Nov 23rd we will be in Omaha at the 21st Saloon. The show starts at 9:30 and our special Friday Night Sponsor is going to be the Omaha Zombie Research Society. The will be doing a special Q and A regarding all things undead. They will also have merchandise for sale and a slide show presentation about what to do when the Zombie Apocalypse happens to you. Saturday we will be in Rock Port, MO at the Black Iron Grille. If you have never been down there you wont want to miss out. The food is great, the smokes are cheap, and those crazy people in Missouri sure know how to throw and all-out 80's blockbuster. ROAD TRIP. See you all soon and enjoy the holiday. I know I will.
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