The Bruise Cruise set sail last weekend sans Crossfade, and while we were totally bummed El Jefe didn't swing us the $500 cabin fee, we were stoked to be part of the Grand Central kickoff party last Thursday. And honestly, after eight-hours of live-blogging, a 50-image slide show, and an in-depth recap of the whole shebang, we were much too tired to spend a weekend on a theme cruise anyhow.
So how did we spend the weekend, you ask? Vicariously cruising via hipster tweets, reports of on-board shenanigans, our sister blog County Grind, and a former MTV News correspondent.
Boy, was it memorable. Check out our Internet Bruise Cruise recap after the jump.
Day 1, Friday: Surfer Blood Gambles, John Dwyer Drinks Budweiser with No Hands
Groggy hipsters in tight jorts, Fedoras, and "sleeveless shirts that show off their tats" stood in line to board the Carnival Imagination. Some sang "I'm so excited" to pass the time (Washington City Paper)
Surfer Blood may have a gambling problem. They were spotted in the casino dropping their indie music money on blackjack. (Noise Vox)
Thee Oh Sees' John Dwyer's "key traits include the ability to drink a Budweiser no-handed," and that's pretty rock-and-fucking-roll if you ask us. (County Grind)
Day 2, Saturday: Vivian Girls Go to Atlantis, Bruisers Caught by a Tourist
John Norris interviewed Vivian Girls on the Lido deck, and Katy Goodman looked topless in the video. "(The cruise) is far surpassing my expectations," she said. (Noise Vox)
Black Lips' Jared Swilley encountered some not-so-nice "non-Bruiser" admitting he'd been called a "faggot" twice. The reasoning? He was in his underwear, "stumbling back to his room." (Washington City Paper)
Vivian Girls covered Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On" at Senor Frogs in Nassau, Bahamas, and two Dutch dudes thought the music sucked. (Washington City Paper)
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Day 3, Sunday: Bass Overboard
What's the most gnarly shit to do on a ship when you're an indie garage band? For the Black Lips it's throwing a bass off the Lido deck and into the ocean. Fuck you, sea life. (Washington City Paper)
We're gonna need a montage...