cold rocked the sock hop

last night, big pants played its first "show" in the college gymnasium. it didn't go exactly as planned, but it was a good time nonetheless. we played the first annual CMC ring of pain night, in which students boxed with enormous oversized gloves (weighing about 2 pounds apiece) inside a big cartoon blow-up oversize ring. you've all seen people wrestle in the big sumo suits? this is the boxing equivalent of that.

there were 4 bouts on the fight card, each one lasting 3 rounds. the kids would come out all amped up, boucing around, and go at each other. after about a minute and a half they'd drop the heavy gloves, double over and start wheezing. one kid said, between huge asthma breaths, "i've never been so tired in my life!" it was funny, funny shit.

big pants played between fights. so, we didn't get to play all the songs we wanted, and we had a tough time with feedback until we figured out which mike was "hot."

but, i was only nervous for a second, we sounded pretty good, and we're getting there. we stuck around afterward, and even though all the kids left, we played a bunch just to hear ourselves somewhere other than our practice space.

our biggest problem? we need to figure out how to end songs. we're happy just jamming, and nobody really cues everyone else as to when we should end it.

we should change our name to "the endless jam."