Japanese Motors are the most exciting band to emerge from Orange County since Social Distortion and TSOL tore the place up back in the heyday of pop-punk. The band is known around Southern California for the insane, all-night blowouts they put on as much as for the driving, raucous garage pop they set the partying to. Fitting perhaps that their latest album would emerge from the Vice Record vaults.

Japanese Motors - "Single Fins & Safety Pins"

 

WHAT YOU DID AND WHAT YOU GOT

Once again the good people at Vice managed to put together 5 prize packs worth getting excited about. To win this contest, all you had to do was prove to us how much you needed a new watch by telling us a story about a time you were late (the more embarrassing the better.) One lucky winner and four runners up walked away with some sweet prize pack:

Grand Prize:

• A Vestal watch
• A copy of the new Japanese Motors CD
• A pair of Japanese Motors sunglasses
• A Japanese Motors poster

Runners Up:

• A Vestal t-shirt or wallet
• A copy of the new Japanese Motors CD
• A pair of Japanese Motors sunglasses
• A Japanese Motors poster

 

WINNERS

Grand Prize Winner:

purplepunkage

Have you ever gone to a GO bus station? What about one that is building new shelters at a different location so there is mud and big dips in the road everywhere?

One day it was pouring rain, and since the stupid clock in my car doesn't work properly (it likes to make itself either too fast or too slow) I had to rely on my watch... the one I left on my kitchen table. So I was rushing to get to the bus station in time because for my school there are so many students at my stop it's either get there early and have a seat, get there a little later but still early and stand on the bus, or get there late and wait for the next bus to come... I was stuck at the worst possible place - wait for the next bus AFTER the next bus to come (in the rain).

As I was running to get into the line so at least I had the possibility of sitting on the bus, another bus decided to drive right by me. Doesn't sound bad right? Did I forget to mention there was a deep muddy puddle that the bus slashed right on me from waste down? I STILL attempted to get in line, and called my mom to explain what happened. Not only did I have to go home, shower, and change clothes because I was so muddy and freezing.. I ended up getting really sick and had to miss two weeks of school after.

So my lack of watch got me soaked with muddy water, late for school, sick, and miss two more weeks of school.

Oh what a grand day it was.

When I got home and found my watch I was so pissed off that my watch was sitting right there on my kitchen table.... and the battery was dead.

 

Runners Up:

Vicarious16

This, my friends, is why I am now under the impression that Jeans are the bloody anti-christ.

It begins with a phone-call. There I was, laying flat on my bed, when all of the sudden the vibrations of my cell-phone begin to pull me from my temporal state of sleep. I lift the phone to my head in a tired, dumbfounded stupor, and sure enough, I was supposed to be at work twenty minutes ago. The fact that I was running on about four hours of sleep after a particularly tiresome party didn't help the matter.

My watch had broken. I was relying on my watch alarm to keep me awake.

So what happens is, I jump out of my bed in a maddened frenzy and actively seek out my work clothes - a black pair of jeans, a red button-up checkered shirt, and my plaid belt. I pull on my clothes, skip the shower, and run out of the house to work, which is about a fifteen minute walk.

I arrive at work, entering dumbfoundedly and embarrassed for myself. I was expecting to be greeted upon entry, and I was about to be, too; Until the gaze of my fourty year old co-worker, Iris, began to lower - her face evidently bludgeoned with shock. Before I can even take notice of the issue, or explain myself for being late, she begins to yell at me to get out of the store and to never come back again, and as I did I got an earfull of her cursing and evident awe.

Turns out my fly was undone, and yes, you got it, my members were very... visible.

There you have it. For God's sake, get me a watch, because if that happens again, I may very well end up on some sort of sexual predator list.

 

~*CHARTREUSE*~

People call me skip and I am a self-proclaimed Band Geek. (Hi, Skip!) My life revolves around Band. Were it not for Band, I would have no life. Actually, because of Band... whatever, it is Story Time: My old school is having an assembly and the Band is providing entertainment. We're to play a bunch of fun, exciting, lively songs throughout the assembly to keep the students awake. Three three-song sets. Third song of the first set, I have a solo. The Band gets to the third song without incident and is approaching my solo - first solo of the year, no less. All of a sudden it's rather quiet, the song sounds empty. Everyone keeps playing but eyes are shifting around trying to discover what's missing. Turns out that somebody is missing. There's an empty seat where there should be a pink-haired saxophonist. The door to the gymnasium bursts open and in runs Skip, face to match her hair, with a wave and a smile, "Hey kidz! Now don't tell me you're surprised. When have I ever been on time for anything?"

 

guenevere

My late story happened just last week. It's more unfortunate than embarrassing.

I am a college student, and I don't have a fixed class schedule day-to-day. So last wednesday, I woke up way before my alarm clock had gone off, but I checked my bus schedule and started freaking out because I thought I was going to be late for my bus to get to school (I have to take city transit). So I quickly get ready, completely disregarding my appearance completely, and I book it down my hill to catch my bus. Just as Im about 15 feet from the bottom of my road (and about 25 from the actual bus stop) I see the bus passing so I start waving frantically in hopes he will stop, and he did. But the frantic waving dislodged my iPod (one of the old 80 gig videos) from my hoodie pocket, and in my efforts to try and catch it I propelled it to the ground faster. But, at least I made the bus right? I get to school, and I do my usual 20 or so minutes of relaxing in the cafeteria, and then I head to class, and for the first time ever, I was the first person there! That made me feel a lot more thankful for the bus driver stopping.. even though I now I had to wait for class with no music. Ten minute pass, and Im in this empty class, catching up on my reading, and no one has shown up yet. I get confused and I start feeling weird being in the classroom so I leave, and in the courtyard I phone my friend and fellow classmate, just to ask if the clocks were messed up or something, or if the class got moved to a different room without my knowledge. My friend just starts laughing, because apparently, the bus I was so frantic to catch so I wasn't late, actually got me there 2 hours early, and I had been confusing my class times from a different day. I went back to the cafeteria to hang out with other college friends there, feeling REALLY stupid now for having busted my iPod trying to catch a bus I could have missed and it wouldn't have been a problem. And I continued to catch up on my reading there, until my friend showed up and had a good chuckle at my expense yet again, and told everyone I was with about my phone call, they all laughed a little, and told me soon enough I'll get into the swing of things (its my first year of college) eventually.

Even though a week and a bit has passed since then, my friend still laughs about it, and continually reminds me of when we have class on Wednesday. I have not told him I broke my iPod trying to catch the bus, or else I know he would never let me forget that day.

Hopefully I will get a new iPod for Christmas (since I cannot afford one, being in college and all.. $160 textbooks have me broke..) but a watch would probably help make sure this situation does not happen again.

 

blckmrkt

So one day about a month or so ago, i am heading off to go to a job interview, i am going to go apply at HMV, no biggy right. So I'm trying to dress up right, trying to make a good impression, so i strapped on my watch (a prized posetion, got it for christmas from my mother) and headed out the front dorr to go to the mall to when i find myself in need of a beverage. Now I'm past half way to thetrain station so i'm not stopping and going back. so i hopped on the train and got off at wendys to grab a pop and well i was there i picked up a sunday. so back off on my way to my hopefully 'future work'. I stuck my sunday in my back pack i get on a bus to get to the mall. i pulled out my pop and sunday to start right when were close to the mall. so i grab my bag and food/drink and get up to get out. now i have both hads full and there are a few people infront of my to get out aswell. now you know how the doors on the bus always close after a couple people get out... well suprise suprise, they shut right into me, i put my arms out to stop it but was a little too late. the doors hit my drinks and sunday right out of my hands, pushing my drink all over my watch and the sunday hit me right in my crotch and a liitle bit of my shirt. so i'm kinda like F***, people in and out of the bus just start laughing. i'm pretty embarased, i booked it to the mall wash room to try and geth the sunday out of my cortch and try to dry out my watch, (i can see pop inbetween the glass and hands, so its screwwed). so i try to slip into the washroom as sneaky as i can. i try to get myself presentable for the interview but i dont know how long i have till i am supposed to be there. so i leave the washroom 20 minutes late, i have a wet, strawberry, chocolate crotch and a brken watch. i iget to the interviwn and just bomb it because i keep thinking of how dissapointed my mom is going to be about my watch. so i make a fool out of my self there and look like a tool.

 

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