All right, the International Noise Conference is over and pretty much everyone's back home. Noisebloid checked in one last time to reflect on how well-behaved they all were. What, did everyone decide to act their age or something? Besides all the drama with hottie Jasmine (of whom we still have no photo, since she was apparently busy fucking someone else from Baltimore who isn't Door on the roof of a broken-down bus in the INC parking lot), and word that someone in My (Left) Uterus and someone in Lazy Magnet did it in front of everyone while strapping hunk Pro Bro Gold (Brandon from Byron House) played a pre-INC rave set in Orlando, there's wasn't much hooking up. But click right on down there for the rest of the report, as well as some photos and videos.
Leslie Keffer got mad that Tusco Terror referred to some girl from Northhampton as the Lindsay Lohan of Noise, but that was only because she wore a dress made out of a pillowcase with a hole cut out for arms and head the hole weekend, just like how Lindsay Lohan loves wearing potato sacks. "But I'm the Lindsay Lohan of noise!" she screamed, stomping her foot. "That girl is straight-edge! I party!" Oh yeah, and after complaining about some shitty barbecue, TV was taken in back of the club by some creepy local and was administered Ketamine. Annoying shit-stirrers Telepathik Friend patched up a two-year feud with Keffer but then started up a new one with Rat Bastard, whispering behind his back that the INC proprietor "needs to cut his hippie hair." Other than that, everyone, even Nondor Nevai, was on their best behavior. Wow.
Drums Like Machine Guns. No shortage of shirtless longhairs here.
Leslie Keffer in front of the bus where Jasmine and some random did it.
My (Left) Uterus
Rat Bastard in Undrskor
Nondor Nevai enjoying a rousing set by Diagram A
And Door, aka Earth Crown, made it out anyway. Noisebloid reports he denies having hit on Jasmine in Sarasota.
(photos by Val Martino from Unicorn Hard-on)