yes, it’s the third post with pictures of us at the beach, well, i’m sorry but it’s everything we’re doing, you jealous?
this sexy boy is Alex, he’s driving us all around, sweeeet!

we’re staying in this amazing place, you can see the skyline and downtown from this huge balcony


too bad we’re too lazy and we prefer to chill and play ping pong in the living room



we’re eventually playing some shows too, but that’s the same old story, i think it’s boring to see photos of us on the stage, no?

newcastle was great,
we were at the cesspool house. same place where we stayed two years ago but with different people, pip, we miss your dog

i also bought these shoes, everybody in the band is not feeling them, are you?

we left and our friend Alex drove for 12 hours in a roll to get to brisbane.
more pictures soooon

sydney – newcastle
there were 6 of us plus bags plus instruments in a station vagon. two of us where sitting in the back..

we got to the venue soon and a bunch of old floks were playing bocce. so we did.


check this out!

all right, jetlag is killing us,

wherever we go we pass out in 10 seconds.
looking for the perfect place to sleep, we drove to Bondi beach to catch some huge waves

we then met some cool kids, these two are mark and leigh

and we reached the venue to play the first show of the tour

here we met this little sweet kid, who apparently, was the only one to give a shit bout halloween.

we didnt even put on the masks we brought from home, wich was disappointing. we went partying and we rocked until 6 in the morning though, but that’s another story.
all right, time to put shit back togheter and drive to newcastle..
talk soon!

quick update to let you know that we all survived the 28 hours trip. some of us slept all the way, some others got so bored to watch up to 7 ( SEVEN ) movies in a roll. bad ones. what counts now is that we’re in sydney, safe and sound, and we’re now wearing shorts and tshirts.

we met Sam and agent Cebio trapped him

…he wont get hurt, we’re just making sure he’s gonna take us to the beach.

we headed to the first supermarket to get those fake mortadellas wich always makes us happy in our miserable vegetarian lives.

then we went to the place where we’re staying tonight, as usual, one of those great places where you can do whatever you want, from playing piano:

to practise your old OI! band songs  on drums while you’re clearly on lsd:

to have a barbecue party in the backyard (it’s gonna happen tonight!)

i know, nothing really crazy yet, nothing that makes you jealous, right? we’ll provide you some good ones soon, i promise

that’s it for now, check out this beauty before you go

looks like we’re gonna do it again!

just 7 months later. i’m here to tell you about what happened at the end of the west cost tour last summer.

first of all, let me tell you this story :

after our last gig in texas we spent the night with the most rude and unfriendly gilrs ever, i’m sure they’re cool in everyday life but they had a problem with us speaking italian, like if we were talking shit about them, even if we really were not.

or maybe i’m over-reacting. am i?
anyway, it was fun.

next morning we left for one of those 24 hours drives and…

in the middle of the night, driving through the desert we had a MINOR problem with the van.

next thing i know is that we woke up on a sidewalk, in one of those little villages where a big man of few words was fixing our van. we still had to reach Chicago and play the last gig.

we did it right before the show

and it was an awesome night,
old friends came to meet us and we all had that weird feeling of seeing something special when it comes to an end. again.

thinking at the whole thing now, looking at these pictures i can only smile and think about how much fun it was, and how much fun it will be, next time.

la quiete is 5 people living the dream that having a punk band when you’re over 25 and you’re full of shit to do (or just full of shit) is still possible and beautiful as it was when we were 18. you may think it’s pretentious, but fuck it!
we are the young ones.

i’ll make sure to keep you all posted.

derek from buttfuck

getting high

this was the venue in denton. a 4 days festival in a living room. can you believe it? stinky, sweaty show, but a lot of fun.

dickheads, back in the van

texas rocks!

at the river

wasnt it suppose to be “if you have a job, you can get a car” ?

venue!

check this out!

cool by the pool.


we were literally asked to throw things into the pool, i’ve struggled to dont do it, i swear, but i could not resist.
it looks like texas has its own laws. you can easily brake into a private pool and do whatever you want, noone cares. so, once again, texas rocks!