Thursday night, bonfire. Dockweiler Beach. Where Imperial Hwy ends. Shitty beach, pretty fun bonfire. Waves were huge. Water looked cold and uninviting. The fire was nice and hot, as you might imagine.
Friday night hit up D-Land for a bit. This is the saddest part of Splash Mountain. Were I not fearing for my life as the ride builds to its terrifying climax, I would cry along with them.
Saturday night went up to Valencia and recorded Ghostbuster vocals with Jeremy of Six Chamber fame. This shall be good.
Sorry for not doing the lj-cut, but I'm too lazy to try and remember. Here are my amateur band photography skills in action with Brad's final performance with Facing Death, Yorba Linda Christian hard rock elites.
They had a zoo in their backyard, clearly.
As you can see, the band had a humongous audience.
I like this picture because you can see Shane, the bass player, chatting with one of the "fans" in the background while the rest of the band is working hard rocking out.
So cliche, but so perfect... (the timing of my camera skills I mean)