Last night felt like a total dream.
...went to see Pharcyde at the Catalyst Club in Santa Cruz. The venue was 16+, so we were kind of slimed that we could only drink on one of the upper balconies.
The first few acts were "aright". And then it happened. They came on!!!! AWWWWWWWW SHIT!!!!!!!!!!! AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Bootie Brown and Imani, blowin' it up)
(Bootie Brown: "In my younger days I used to sport a shag, when I went to school I carried lunch in a bag...")
After the show we got to meet the crew. They were so dope.
Me, Bootie Brown, and Donna:
Donna, Imani, and Me:
When we were taking pictures at the end, I hit up Bootie Brown, to see if they wanted to blaze with us. They were down! Yay! The thing is, there were sooooooooooooo many fione ass groupies there, and they didn't chill with any of them. At the end, it was just me and donna, chillin' with them in the tour bus.
Jason, Donna, and Schmooche:
From the tour bus, we drove Jason and Bootie Brown back to their hotel room and chilled for a few more. They were so down to earth, it was like chillin' with your homies. They didn't treat us like groupies or anything. Around 3:30am, I decided to call it a night. They had to be up at 8am to drive back down to LA for a show, so I didn't want to keep them awake too long. Instead of just letting us leave, they walked us all the way out to our car. Total gentleman. Pharcyde gets 4 thumbs up from both Donna and Me. :)