Went to Asbury Park on Wednesday with Trish to catch Psyclon Nine at the Stone Pony. I thought they put on a pretty fun show, but it was a pretty dead audience. I think Marshall said 65 showed up. So after they played, we just chilled in their RV all night drinking and whatnot. At some point Life Cried Chris showed up. Chris, Marshall, Trish, and I wound up going for a walk on the beach. I haven't been to the Jersey Shore in ages, so it was kinda neat. We were gonna break into some building under construction, but we noticed there were people there once we hopped the fence, so we jetted and played on some playground on the beach for a few.
On the beach.
Being retarded.
Last night, Trish had wanted to go to the Allentown show they were playing. Sooo, I somehow magically gathered the strength to drive out to another show. The Croc Rock Cafe was really nice, and you could smoke indoors. I was surprised to see how big the backstage area was. The venue itself was packed... mostly with metalhead kids. P9 wrecked the place and got a huge pit going. We didn't hang around for too much longer after they played since they had to go up to Maine for the next day anyways. We drove out to Ursinus from there in the middle of the night, hung out there for maybe an hour, then drove 2 hours back again.
There's still plenty more to do this weekend. I'm going to sink into a coma afterwards.