Yeah. The attendence counted up to almost 100, when we tallied up how much we had made on ticket sales at the end of the night. You catch a few glimpses of the crowd, but he mainly focuses on us. The music drowned alot of the crowd action out.

There is one part where they start to chant "hey" along with Jake, our guitarist/singer though.(and it's insanely cool to me)


"Somebody told me when the bomb hits, everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted. But if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do if the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules of the enemy's former body. Big-kid-tested, motherf--ker approved."