Day 1
June 2 * El Paso, IL * 707 Club
Two nights ago we tried to go out to bloods point road again and see scary shit, but bam let down…oh well it was still fun and I had a dream that scary stuff did happen. Also had some cheeb (a little more than I’m used to) Probably not so good cause I slept till 1 the next day and we were supposed to be gone for tour at three and I had loads of shit to get done. I didn’t do it all, but the bare essentials got covered. I realized that my suitcase was way to fuckin big when I brought it up the stairs, but still managed to bring it along and only brought 1 blanket and 2 pillows instead of 3 and 4. Oh well.
Went back to the Apt. and did/got a bunch of stuff there and left for Freeport. Then when we picked up Nate and some more stuff was like 5 or 6 (forget load in time)
But we got to El Paso and it was all good, no rush. The venue wasn’t horrible. We hung out and played a show in a church/barn/miniputt place called sclub7 or something (man I loved that show). Some dude dropped our Keyboard. The acoustics weren’t that great in the place, I broke a stick and also felt a little off tempo mostly from being tired from not playing in a couple days. But people dug in the crowd and it was a decent first tour show.
So after the show we went to this man Brian, the show master’s house. We had a few beers and whatnot and then we (us 4, Brian and bob) went on an adventure to find scary haunted stuff. Didn’t happen, but Mr. Brian graced us with shitting in a cup and was going to throw it at a car, but it was a copper. He stopped us sorta, but Brian played it cool and we didn’t have any trouble, meanwhile there is a cup with shit in it in the cup holder. We eventually ditched that an went back to Brian’s. Eventually we discovered that the show e are going to tomorrow (today now) is 14 hours away hahahahahaha. Eric is a dumb dumb. J/k nigga. He’s trying to figure out something else as I type. Life is full of sweet surprises. .
We’re here in some town, IL outside El Paso. Tomorrow is another story. O U T
Take a look at the insomniac pics…
Two nights ago we tried to go out to bloods point road again and see scary shit, but bam let down…oh well it was still fun and I had a dream that scary stuff did happen. Also had some cheeb (a little more than I’m used to) Probably not so good cause I slept till 1 the next day and we were supposed to be gone for tour at three and I had loads of shit to get done. I didn’t do it all, but the bare essentials got covered. I realized that my suitcase was way to fuckin big when I brought it up the stairs, but still managed to bring it along and only brought 1 blanket and 2 pillows instead of 3 and 4. Oh well.
Went back to the Apt. and did/got a bunch of stuff there and left for Freeport. Then when we picked up Nate and some more stuff was like 5 or 6 (forget load in time)
But we got to El Paso and it was all good, no rush. The venue wasn’t horrible. We hung out and played a show in a church/barn/miniputt place called sclub7 or something (man I loved that show). Some dude dropped our Keyboard. The acoustics weren’t that great in the place, I broke a stick and also felt a little off tempo mostly from being tired from not playing in a couple days. But people dug in the crowd and it was a decent first tour show.
So after the show we went to this man Brian, the show master’s house. We had a few beers and whatnot and then we (us 4, Brian and bob) went on an adventure to find scary haunted stuff. Didn’t happen, but Mr. Brian graced us with shitting in a cup and was going to throw it at a car, but it was a copper. He stopped us sorta, but Brian played it cool and we didn’t have any trouble, meanwhile there is a cup with shit in it in the cup holder. We eventually ditched that an went back to Brian’s. Eventually we discovered that the show e are going to tomorrow (today now) is 14 hours away hahahahahaha. Eric is a dumb dumb. J/k nigga. He’s trying to figure out something else as I type. Life is full of sweet surprises. .
We’re here in some town, IL outside El Paso. Tomorrow is another story. O U T
Take a look at the insomniac pics…