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Tour log day 6:
Late post today but it was a day daddy. LA was very LA in the way I remember it being. We played in a bar in East LA, kinda close to eagle rock it turns out.
I knew about a pinball spot nearby so gnar and I went to kill time before the show. I got hella into the Godzilla table. It had a little building that collapsed and that’s what started the multi ball. Dreamy. Hellish. Dreamy.
A couple of my friends who lived around town came out to the show! We hung around until showtime (10:30 pushed back to 11:00) ((I very much dislike the concept of punk time)).
After we said goodbyes I got trapped by a dude who attested that he was on “7 different drugs!” And was doing some light character work as psycho-macho-chemical burner type punk but the act wasn’t super convincing. I ended up selling him a hat with band logo on it.
I found gnar talking to the promoter (who we would later have to send several friendly reminders to about getting our bar cut) ((classic)) and bounced out to the friends house we were crashing at.
His Maine coon was a cutie, and he made us frozen pizza ,which as anyone awake at 2:00am will agree, was a delicacy.
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I woke up on the couch around 9:30 and after some quick anxiety math figured out we had to leave immediately so we wouldn’t miss our show in Pacifica.
“Deathxbed” you say, “the bay is only 6 hours away from LA. You are very bad at math” but get this, our call was at 4:30 and we went on at 5pm.
So after a marathon sprint we closed the distance and got to the bar right as the opener was packing up their gear ((so much for me rejecting punk time)). The reason for the fuckin’ matinee set was the bar has a Xmas fest going on tonight.
I can’t complain; 1). Tour is a dream inside a dream and I’m privileged as fuck to be on the road. 2). The bar has a dorm upstairs that they’re letting us crash here. Bed, shower, the whole 9.
And that’s where I am now; gnars downstairs partying with the locals and setting pinball high scores. And I’m upstairs about to pass out. Sweet dreams :)
MY SAFETY PINS AND STUDD AND SPIKES CAME IN TODAY ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
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my brain is going full punk and I am prepared to make a jacket
like, bleach my current denim jacket and rearrange patches and paint on it and add buttons and stuff and make it real cool
like,,, fuck yea
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6siGKxcKol0)
Good Time, Punk Time
illustrated / edited+text in photoshop.