Let it be known that Trey cannot let Krys out-flex him.
When it came time to figure out how the hell we were going to fund our 1st upcoming release - A Forged Reality - on our own, (#IndependentProbs) many ideas came up. We could drive uber on the side, work more hours, (Let’s be real...) or we could… donate blood plasma.
It seemed ridiculous when Trey brought up the idea.
You mean these companies will pay US to let them suck blood out of us for an hour? We’re crazy enough to give it a shot. It sure beats the hell out of driving drunken Predators fans around our beloved city of Nashville.
We all took our turns going through the pretty lengthy process of the company making sure we don’t have AIDS, or haven’t been having sex with other men (or women?) for money. (Now, we like to party, but...)
Somehow all of us passed the comical, yet necessary tests.
After being led like cattle into the big operation-table style room, we each manned our stations at one of the numerous bed-like seats they provide. (Admittedly they are actually quite comfy - it’s a shame you’re not allowed to nap while donating.)
The workers then hooked us up to a very confusing looking machine and strapped a plethora of tubes up to it. After a brief setup, the most pleasant step is performed where they stick you with a needle, and your blood starts to flow.
It’s a pretty interesting process because they’re not actually extracting any of your blood - it’s the plasma they’re after. (My suspicions were eradicated: they weren’t vampires). Your blood is pushed through the machine and the plasma is extracted.
Plasma is actually a clearish-brown liquid that carries your actual blood cells - not completely the stuff that comes out when you take a spill while getting wild on your Heelies. (Do people still have those?)
After approximately an hour (and 880ml of plasma) later, we were done. We had gifted the company with our precious plasma.
They gave us some debit card style cards and loaded them with a solid $75 each, (The payment goes down cyclically each time you donate, then resets every month-ish.) and sent us on our way.
We left with the majority of our dignity intact and went home ready and eager as ever to get this damn EP out.
Overall it was an interesting experience.
I never could have imagined I’d let someone shove a needle in my arm for my band, but I guess that’s the thing you do when you really want to accomplish something. (Alright most people probably won’t take such drastic measures, but you get the point.)
We’re probably not the first band to do this, but if you need some extra cash for your creative project (but definitely not drugs), donating plasma might be worth considering.
If you want to hear the EP that was funded through blood, you can check out A Forged Reality on all these platforms:
Posted In: Music - Jun 15, 2019 - 7:39PM - by: Krys Escobar