An intro video/teaser thing for the first episode of Wavves: Chore Demon.
I used to be sponsored by Shorty’s skateboards but Chad Muska kept gankin’ my weed so I left to be king of the beach. Another video coming eventually.
-Nathan
May 29th, 2009
Dear Diary,
Today was a super lame day. I got to go to Spain which is cool. I think it was also bad though because since I can do what I want without my parents knowing, I’ve been kind of misbehaving. Not like that one time I left the refrigerator door open on purpose because mom and dad took away my wii remote, worse stuff. Like drugs. Yikes, I know. I took too many tonight and then forgot how to play music. Then my band got mad at me so I yelled at them. Then everyone started booing me. I covered my eyes so no one would see me, but they still could. I dunno Diary, sometimes I wish Pitchfork never gave me Best New Music in the first place. Keep that between you and me though, ok? Ok. I get into too much trouble when my parents arn’t around and now my band won’t talk to me. SHOOT! I forgot, I was supposed to get ice cream with Best Coast tonight! I forgot to tell I’ll be in Spain for the night. Great, now she’ll be mad at me too. Good grief Diary, being a rock star is tough. Saying no to drugs is tougher. I think I’ll take some time off now and just skate, smoke, surf and make sand castles. The four S’s as I always say lol. I know make sand castles starts with an ‘M’ but still haha. Anyway thanks for listening, even when the world’s mad at me, you still like me. Thanks Diary.
Love,
Nathan
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I wrote this song for a few reasons:
1) I love weed.
2) I hate demons.
3) One of these 4 words had to be in every song title: weed, demon, goth or beach. So I thought ‘Fuck Nathan, just combine two of the words for a super chill song you fuck.’ So then I did.
4) There’s this super mean weed demon by my local beach in LA, sometimes he takes form of a cop, sometimes he follows me back to my pad, sometimes he takes the form of my dad, who is also a cop and also my roommate right now. So I wrote this song to keep him away from my weed and getting me into trouble with my landlords. They’ll take away my guitar if they catch me with pot again. I won’t give it up though, I can’t. I love weed.
5) I love weed.
