Anyway, as always, I got a laugh with the name of their album when front man Adam Gears sent me the album to check out. I mean they really aren’t joking at this point, “the dreaded carp” is literally something a French guy would say about a French woman… or really any woman, of any nationality. I will admit that I have heard rumors that French women aren’t the most habitual of bathers, I mean I get the joke (btw, pretty gross guys. grow up!), so if that is true I guess part of me can kind of understand? However, on the other hand if French men are in fact into women but are just tremendous total des perdants jerk, I wouldn’t bathe either in the hopes they’d leave me alone too. Either way, France sounds like a nightmare. Your bread rules though!

Say Like the French Say is:

David Nicoletti – Drums
James Nelson – Guitar/Backup Vocals
Adam Gears – Guitar/Vocals

The Dreaded Carp also features Tom Berg from Self-Evident & Zebulon Pike on bass.

The Dreaded Carp Track List
Track One: Pathetic
Track Two: Contract
Track Three: Fall Into Line
Track Four: The Storm
Bonus Track: I was told it was a super secret

The album was recorded by SLTFS at Egret Studios.

The album was mixed and mastered by Jeff Halland at Vaudville.

So earlier last year I decided to pack up my stuff and move to a new city. I had some friends from college that lived there and I had heard some good things about the area. I would still be in the midwest, so it wouldn’t be too foriegn, although I didn’t really know that much about it. Obviously there are always challenges when you start out in a new place, from adjusting to a new culture to finding your way around to meeting new people. Of course I was under the impression that perhaps I would meet a good, considerate, funny guy in this new town.

Anyway, as always, I found myself walking directly into yet another smoking hole that would continue to be my dating life.

One evening in particluar really stands out in my mind. OK, I take that back, several evenings stand out in my mind, but this one was particularly memorable. It was a Friday night and I got a call from a guy (we’ll call him Daavisz, because I honestly did meet some people with some really strange names there) I had been out with a few times already. He was pretty funny, a little quirky. I managed to learned a little bit about him, apparently he was loaded and into some things that were pretty foriegn to me, but seemed nice and was definately interesting. I had originally met him several months ago, but we’d really only seen each other a handfull of times so we hadn’t taken our relationship to the next level if you know what I mean. I didn’t think it was that big of a deal, we were both busy and I was doing the whole learn from your previous relationship mistakes and you really aren’t in college anymore thing. Plus it was kind of nice to have met someone who was open to taking things slow and casual, especially since I was currently deep in the what the fuck am I gonna do with my life phase. Plus, I mean, God forbid I have a little respect for myself. Well, little did I know that my gentleman friend actually felt much differently.

*ring ring*

Me: Hello?
Daavisz: Hi, Lauren?
Me: Yep. Daavisz? (Pronounced Dah-veez, and no, he isn’t European)
Daavisz: Yeah, just calling to see what you were up to tonight, some friends of mine are playing at a bar downtown and I don’t have anyone else to go with.
Me: That’s cool, who is it and where?
Daavisz: Well if you want to go, we can meet up at the rail station downtown around 9?
Me: Oh, ok, sure, I will see you then.

Fast forward to that evening, and we are having a great night. At least I am so far. I met a couple of his friends who seemed really really cool. I hadn’t met any of them up to this point, so that was nice. We danced a little. I couldn’t stay too long because I had to get up and work in the morning.

Me: (shouting to over the music): Hey, I am only going to stay for a few more songs, I’m sorry it’s just that I have to get up early tomorrow.
Daavisz: (shouting back): That’s cool, I’ll go with you, I have some stuff I gotta do tomorrow anyway. Would you like another drink? I’ll get you another drink.

Daavisz then left to grab us a couple of drinks. After a few minutes I turned around to see him hitting on another girl at the bar behind me. I was a little annoyed, because hello, who does that? You take one girl out only to hit on other girls? But to be fair we were bearly dating plus I knew he had alot of friends so I just gave him the benefit of the doubt.

Daavisz came back with our drinks, I guess my annoyance was showing.

Daavisz: Sorry, about that girl. I know her from a while back.
Me: (taking a swig from my drink): Oh, that’s cool.
Daavisz: I actually almost got her to buy our drinks.
Me: Really? That would have been nice of her. I actually thought you were hitting on her, she was really cute!
Daavisz: I thought you might say that. Anyway, it’s getting late, let’s get going.

Well that was one of the last times I spent time with Daavisz, a few more times but each time stranger than the next. We never got a chance to take our relationship to the next level which looking back was a really good descision on my part considering what I later learned. Apparently he had been hitting on that girl at the bar, and after being shot down had decided to tell her he was kidding and that he was out with a friend (me), and that I had spied her accross the bar and was interested in her. He had actually started talking me up and tried to con her into getting us drinks.

Unfortunately for Daavisz, that girl was able to pick up on the narcissism.

Anyway, I guess what I am trying to say here is that guys, if we arent sleeping with you right away, perhaps it’s because we actually have some respect for ourselves.