I apologize for my lack of updates, some Saturday, you will have a full update. Promise
A year ago, I never thought that helping someone I knew out with a street team would bring so many great people in my life. My life has kind been a whirlwind this past year, I feel like it’s kind of starting to take off, which is great. I have friends that are oozing with talent and I rightfully support them. This show was the last time I knew I would see Snuffaluffagus, so I was kind of bummed out. I knew I would be seeing Weatherbox at the end of the month, but not with Snuffy so I was even more bummed. I drove to Monterey with my sister for this time; it was a nice drive. I like driving on 101, listening to good music; it brings back memories of the summer. Again, we hit a little bit of traffic but nothing really significant. On the way there we saw a crazy old man driver, he swerved into my lane, swerved back and hit the railing on the road and KEPT DRIVING. Right after we determined he was crazy, we passed “crazy horse road.” We got into Monterey and decided to get some food, we went to Roundtable and ate some yummy pizza. We headed back to the school and called Nicole to let her know we were there and she directed us to where we need to go. The Black Box Cabaret has the most complicated parking lot EVER. We finally figured it out and saw everyone went over and said hi and then just chilled inside while everyone set up. I sat at the merch table for the night and didn’t sell a thing. The show started about 40 minutes late, which threw everything off. The first 2 bands that played were kind of terrible. Airplane Art which was combination of everyone’s friends played, a completely instrumental set which was pretty good. I dug it. Chris played next which was great because right after his set we had to bounce, which meant I had to miss Weatherbox =[. Chris played a really good set, it was nice to see him as a full band in an actual venue. The acoustic in the room weren’t that great but it worked. Right when Chris was done playing, I had to cut out so I said bye to him and got said because I didn’t know when I would see him next. I said bye to Brian and told him I’d see him at the end of the month. After goodbyes were said, I left with my sister, hauling ass on 101 we made it home by 12:43, when TomTom said we’d be home at 1:10. Again a pretty uneventful night, but it was really good to see everyone in a real venue. I love my musically talented friends.
Santa Cruz is this beach town, which is about an hour away from where I live. In reality it’s not that far, but I never go there and it’s somewhat a difficult drive so I look at it as a road trip. Anywho, after an extremely rough day at work I left for Santa Cruz. I had to make a couple stops first; gas, food, water, etc. On the way down there I hit some traffic, which wasn’t surprising, I finally got there about 6:45 where I met my friend Mary, picked up from her and chilled in her car. I went to where the show was being held but had a difficult time actually finding where it was (just seeing the band’s van doesn’t mean the place is close) I figured out where it was and went in and saw everyone, Chris, Alex, Brian, Ryan, and Mark. We hung out for a bit and the first guy went on, he was a little weird. My friend Emily called me to tell me that she was there so I went out to get her and gave her a BIG HUG! Weatherbox played and rocked it and than Snuffy played and rocked it. After they all played, we chilled out hard and some other people played which were pretty good. Chris and I tried to talked about making and selling the snuffaluffaguses but again, we were unsuccessful. The show was over and I helped them load, which became know has playing Tetris. During this time we confronted Brian about some of his lyrics, and found out that he never said “my boring wife” in his song but always says “my boring white life.” We hung out a little longer while Chris enjoyed a volcano, said our goodbyes and I was headed home. For the most part it was uneventful night, but a good time nonetheless.
chris
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brittany, kat, and i
kat and i
megan and i
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