Nevermind the Bollocks... Here's the Washington Manor
Saturday I'm cleaning house listening to First Wave when I notice some off-beat bass. I turn my music down and hear some music coming from outside. LIVE music. (Which is completely odd for my hood being that it consists mainly of breeders and the Raider Nation.) I poke my head out the front door and to my delight there is some lovely punk rock pouring out of my backyard. So I decided to head to the back and take a break. It was the most awkward and wonderful thing to be in my backyard listening to a live punk band playing only feet from my house. It felt so weird like I couldn't understand how this was happening where I live and WHY was I not THERE??? But the funniest thing of all is that I was probably the ONLY neighbor in the vicinity who actually LIKED IT. But oh well. That's pay back for all those poser ass thugged out bass pumping Raider Nation jalopies parked out on my street with the music left on all the time.
The manor needs more parties like that. :) Perhaps my 4th of July party will go from DJ in the driveway to BAND in the street. :) ...I like it.
The manor needs more parties like that. :) Perhaps my 4th of July party will go from DJ in the driveway to BAND in the street. :) ...I like it.