Sourpatch, Goodluck & Paul Baribeau in Santa Cruz

On tuesday I went to see some of my friends play in Santa Cruz! It was way fun! So the show was supposed to start at 7, right after I got off work in Santa Cruz. I went to the show at 6:50 and proceeded to wait 40 minutes for the first band to set up. They seriously took forever and I don't understand what took them so long, but they were okay. The guitarist was really weird looking but very talented, and the majority of the band was short guys, he towered over them. Also they had an accordian player who I stared at for the majority of the set convinced that if I watched his hands I could somehow teach myself to play the accordian. The singer sounded like he was really trying to be Tom Grabel from against me. He didn't play anything he just sort of wiggled around. It was okay. The bass player's clothes were really small and he was a small guy too so it was very off putting. I made the mistake of standing in the front for the beginning of the set which made me unable to leave the front without feeling like an asshole. Shit I'm way too nice. After them my friend Mombo played acoustic and sang. He is good at the guitar but his voice is strange and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Its like he's going for a HWM type of sound but like he wouldn't naturally sing that way.

Next was sourpatch! pictured below!! They ruled, and I only have gooey amazing nice stuff to say about them so I will spare you.








Next was goodluck! I was blown away, they were totally amazing. Everyone went apeshit.




Next was paul baribeau, He only played 4 songs because the first band took so long to actually set up and play. I totally and completely blame them. Also it was a house show and no one mentioned it had to be over by 1030 until 9:30 when goodluck were setting up. He was amazing, despite the time limit and he told me after he was really pissed but didn't show it, he's a good sport.




After the show a bunch of us went to Saturn cafe (one of my very favorite vegetarian restaurants) to drink milkshakes and eat food. It was really fun. A bunch of people stiffed us on the check cause we had a group of 15 so that sucked. I didn't know some of the weirdos at the other side of the table. they looked dirty and poor. Rich likes r. kelly.

Me and Jennifer

Mandie through my blue water glass.

Nicole through same blue water glass, she is touching her elbow. I think she was dancing.

Something really funny happened.


The following day rich came with me to Berkeley to flyer the show, we didn't get a lot of flyering done but we did eat at herbivore, which was delicious. I got the soy chicken shwarma ( I spelled that right first try!) and a vegan chocolate shake. It was super chocolately and I really liked it.
Rich ordered the same thing with no pickles or avocado, but our server GASTON messed up and gave us the wrong one so he ate the one with the pickles and avocado and I was bummed for missing out on all that glorious avacado. Pickles are just meh.

GASTON!!!

I seem to do this a lot.

its kind of creepy.

Summer's over.

These were my favorite parts...

Bestest friends and basement shows,
when explosions made the night sky glow.
My favorite artists came to town,
I never turned the music down.
Insub fest and New York City,
When that boy told me I'm pretty.
Playing with my stupid band,
Doing better than we planned.
Dance parties that made us sweat,
A summer I won't soon forget.

Cakeologists

Today is my roommate Trevor's bday.
I made him a cool cool cake.
Don't let the green frosting fool you, its raspberry flavored.

The birthday boy enjoying his cake.

I stayed up till 2am making it, because I'm awesome.

oww guts.

"as much as I would like to I can't put my hands all over you. "

disorientated.

Lately a lot has been happening, my band has been doing a lot, and we have a show tomorrow and a 7" coming out soon and its just surreal to think that someone actually likes us enough to put actual money into releasing our music. I still don't believe its for real. Maybe when I get a test press. It's really awesome, don't get me wrong, its just one of those "too good to be true" things.

In other news my favorite band is breaking up, I am a little heartbroken over it, but I know music I love will still be made by at least one of them, and I get to see them in 49 days in Gainesville, and I will also be attending their very last show in New Jersey, I am super excited for both of these trips and plan on making the best of every second of them.

So it seems that I only want to "blog" when I am having "feelings" and I never just come here to post about normal things... and it also would seem to someone reading my blog that my only "feelings" are the results of my libido, I wish this wasn't the case but unfortunately I only want to blog when I'm "totally crushin" or feeling like a "total loser" I don't know why this is, manufacturing defect I suppose. Anyway, right now it's the former. (totally crushin) He has a blog too but he doesn't post about lame things like feelings. Man I wish I wasn't so lame.

Anyway we have been talking a lot about hanging out when I come to the east coast, and he's going to take me to a million places I want to go to, and i'm kinda like smitten. I know its far fetched to have feelings for someone so far away, but I mean how could I not? Admittedly, I am not the most logical when it comes to crushes, but I have a good feeling about this one. Oh and did I mention he is handsome? Or that he is my age? Yeah its pretty goddamn unbelievable. Now if only he lived a little closer.

crush me baby, i'm all ears.

When I'm alone I'm usually pretty happy, but I want a guy. When I have a guy I'm usually just miserable and insecure. Right now I'm in between and feeling very confused. Its nice to have someone to come home to, but I feel like the best part is trying to find him, trying to catch him. THE CRUSH! I fucking love the crush. I love the way it feels, the longing, the sappy songs I listen to, the sappier ones I write. How every little thing can remind you of that person just because you make it, simply because its all you can think about so you will find any wild, stretched out association you can. I love trying to figure out how they feel about you, I love trying not to talk about them cause you feel like a nerd, so you don't sound obsessive, but thats really all you can be and all you are. I love never knowing what will happen next. I love trying to turn any weird comment or look into something more, imagining he likes me to. Did you hear what he just said? Did you see the way he looked at me? I love the blood rushing to my face when he tells me how he feels. I love the adrenaline of the first kiss. I never ever want it to go away.