Rosefield Reminiscing
It's rainy and cold, almost enough to be snowing it seems like. It reminds me of in March- driving around in Ashley's car blasting The Cure's Bloodflowers CD. Ashley was driving, Jordan was in the passenger seat. Jenna and I were laughing and singing along in the back.
We were incredibly early to the Val Air Ballroom, so we just sat in the car listening to music and taking picture with my camera. It was the battle of the bands but, we were only there to see two bands. The Albino Spiders and Rosefield Rivals.
We met so many people that day. I got to know some of the people I had kind of met before. Music and friends- it was a great night.
We danced around the ballroom floor, mocking the bands that sucked. As we were listening to The Albino Spiders, we couldn't help but make fun of the sampler- he was leaning over the equipment strangely. Taylor said he was joining Rosefield. The fog was making everyone sweat.
We had fun mocking the bands, but when Rosefield played we were all ears. (Ok, mostly ears.) We were singing along, making fun of Bradford because he always did stupid shit on stage that cracked us up.
The night ended. We had to go home. The pictures didn't turn out. Jordan threw snowballs at me, I was soaking wet… I miss those days.
Sue me, I've got a bad case of nostalgia.
We were incredibly early to the Val Air Ballroom, so we just sat in the car listening to music and taking picture with my camera. It was the battle of the bands but, we were only there to see two bands. The Albino Spiders and Rosefield Rivals.
We met so many people that day. I got to know some of the people I had kind of met before. Music and friends- it was a great night.
We danced around the ballroom floor, mocking the bands that sucked. As we were listening to The Albino Spiders, we couldn't help but make fun of the sampler- he was leaning over the equipment strangely. Taylor said he was joining Rosefield. The fog was making everyone sweat.
We had fun mocking the bands, but when Rosefield played we were all ears. (Ok, mostly ears.) We were singing along, making fun of Bradford because he always did stupid shit on stage that cracked us up.
The night ended. We had to go home. The pictures didn't turn out. Jordan threw snowballs at me, I was soaking wet… I miss those days.
Sue me, I've got a bad case of nostalgia.