Hello, 84 followers!
FYACB has changed hands. Michelle Evans over at Dear Ben Nichols and Dear Frank Turner is runnning it now. (I hear she’s looking for Contributors too.)
Anyway, you should go follow fuckyeahaltcountryboys on Tumblr here, before this blog gets deleted!

Hello, 84 followers!

FYACB has changed hands. Michelle Evans over at Dear Ben Nichols and Dear Frank Turner is runnning it now. (I hear she’s looking for Contributors too.)

Anyway, you should go follow fuckyeahaltcountryboys on Tumblr here, before this blog gets deleted!

(via fyeahaltcountryboys)


Fuck Yeah Alt Country Boys is changing hands. This URL has changed to fyeahaltcountryboys and is no longer active. (It will be deleted entirely in a few day’s time, if that.)
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Fuck Yeah Alt Country Boys is changing hands. This URL has changed to fyeahaltcountryboys and is no longer active. (It will be deleted entirely in a few day’s time, if that.)

Go follow fuckyeahaltcountryboys on Tumblr here, and stay tuned for updates!


dearbennichols:

When Ben saw I’d been having a rough moment in Lucero fandom world, he sent me the message pictured above. In case it’s hard for you to read, this is what it says:
“Hey. You. Not sure what kinda shit you’re dealing with right now. Guess I might see some posts tomorrow. Just wanted to say that I know this shit ain’t easy. Especially not on the internet. Folks are more vicious online than in person. And they can be pretty vicious in person. I appreciate very much what you do.”
SUCK IT, HATERS.

dearbennichols:

When Ben saw I’d been having a rough moment in Lucero fandom world, he sent me the message pictured above. In case it’s hard for you to read, this is what it says:

“Hey. You. Not sure what kinda shit you’re dealing with right now. Guess I might see some posts tomorrow. Just wanted to say that I know this shit ain’t easy. Especially not on the internet. Folks are more vicious online than in person. And they can be pretty vicious in person. I appreciate very much what you do.”

SUCK IT, HATERS.



dearbennichols:

Adriana Remembers a Louisville Lucero Show
So a few years back, my friend Andy came to visit and we went on an epic Lucero weekend. We saw them at the now closed Southgate House, and down in Louisville at Headliners. If you’ve ever seen a Lucero show in Louisville, none of this should surprise you. I was bled on, sweat on, and soaked in beer, whiskey, and lord know what else. It was INTENSE. The whole trip was just a whirlwind of drunkeness and fun. We did stupid shit like walk through Taco Bell drive thrus, and drank whiskey like prohibition was coming back. The best part of the whole weekend was this moment, however. I love this picture so much it’s hanging on my wall at work. When I’m in a shitty mood, I look at it and crack up. This guy was the guest of honor at the crazy table that weekend. I’m not sure what his name is, but he’s the lead singer of Titus Andronicus. They weren’t my cup of tea, but that’s neither here nor there. This guy comes back out on stage while Lucero is playing and is clinging to Brian like a damn howler monkey. He then moves on to Ben, and for a few seconds, I’m pretty sure we all thought he was going to try and make out with our dude. During that time frame, Andy captured “the moment”. After the moment ended, this guy decides to stage dive. Guess whose dumb ass didn’t get out of the way fast enough? He landed on me, I landed on my ass. It broke. HARD. I was the DD, so I could not immediately drink all of the whiskey, I had to wait until we got home…and then I drank about a 1/5. Anyway, so yeah. I got bled/sweated/beered on, and my ass broken. It was a great fucking show.

dearbennichols:

Adriana Remembers a Louisville Lucero Show

So a few years back, my friend Andy came to visit and we went on an epic Lucero weekend. We saw them at the now closed Southgate House, and down in Louisville at Headliners. 

If you’ve ever seen a Lucero show in Louisville, none of this should surprise you. 

I was bled on, sweat on, and soaked in beer, whiskey, and lord know what else. It was INTENSE. The whole trip was just a whirlwind of drunkeness and fun. We did stupid shit like walk through Taco Bell drive thrus, and drank whiskey like prohibition was coming back. The best part of the whole weekend was this moment, however. I love this picture so much it’s hanging on my wall at work. When I’m in a shitty mood, I look at it and crack up. This guy was the guest of honor at the crazy table that weekend. I’m not sure what his name is, but he’s the lead singer of Titus Andronicus. They weren’t my cup of tea, but that’s neither here nor there. This guy comes back out on stage while Lucero is playing and is clinging to Brian like a damn howler monkey. He then moves on to Ben, and for a few seconds, I’m pretty sure we all thought he was going to try and make out with our dude. During that time frame, Andy captured “the moment”. After the moment ended, this guy decides to stage dive. Guess whose dumb ass didn’t get out of the way fast enough? He landed on me, I landed on my ass. It broke. HARD. I was the DD, so I could not immediately drink all of the whiskey, I had to wait until we got home…and then I drank about a 1/5. Anyway, so yeah. I got bled/sweated/beered on, and my ass broken. It was a great fucking show.


hockey-teeth:

Chuck Ragan - Hearts Of Stone 

“I only know that hearts made of stone
Will rarely sail far and may never reach home.
So is a cost to live dead and lost
Searching the stars to find which is ours.”

(via hooooopla)