thursday...
the spots played for the alabama independent moviemakers networking party. it was just three of us playing and we really didn't play anything all that interesting until the end. but the end was worth it. its hard inventing music on the "spot." it was very humid, but it was a good time. i picked up mary jane from the airport at 11 and we went to marty's for a few mins.
friday...
i watched the bridges midday set in 145 degree weather. they played about a 20 min set and did a cool medley that included the "i've got soul but i'm not a soldier" line by the killers. all of their songs are hits. its stupid. their harmonies were super tight. they had some kind of issue with an acoustic for a second and i think nat blew a speaker... but they rebounded nicely.
they'll probably be like taylor hicks soon... a talented local act that blows up big and then forgets my name. they are playing at the railyard this weekend.
ran some errands and went shopping on friday. spent a ton of cash at naked art and hobby lobby.
at 8:30 we got to rojo and waited for jessi-co to show up. traci and leah showed up (i thought to join us) but they had really just gotten there and happened to see us. i was a girl for 45 mins. traci wore a suit that matched her car... which got stuck. i came back to rojo after dropping off the girls in order to help traci's firebird (ha) out of the gravel, but by the time i got there, some good old boys were helping her. i felt very useful.
had a brief party at my apt that involved a rotating roster of friends.
i finally got my apt finished. i've been decorating on and off for months. aaron was super funny. ciera came by with her bf. she's really funny in person. had some wine mixed with coke. interesting. kinda tastes like sangria. we went to 1st and 23rd and then mary's friend mark got us into the furnace. 1st and 23rd was sexier than i remembered, but the furnace felt like a library. guys are creepy.
a lot of those topless dancers looked kinda silly. i think one of them was kinda cute but i'm not sure. kim was amused.
saturday...
we watched an emo band from texas on the miller stage (flyleaf). i like standing on the stage because you get all of the energy coming from the band, but its not as loud. the bass player for flyleaf looked and acted insane. they closed with a nin cover, which i thought was cool.
on the homegrown stage we watched kiss me at the gate... again.. another amp blew up. we wanted to watch 13ghosts but we went to go move the truck and stopped by my office where some pre-city stages shenanigans were taking place. i did get to see beitthemeans, who i thought were incredible. i got to see my long lost friends amber and judah for a few mins. bitm's singer, jeff started talking about guns and revolution. it was interesting. he's a shit hot guitarist.
tried to get backstage during yellowcard, but they had locked down the access. i heard that snoop's show was kinda silly.
sunday...
we watched the allman brothers and a few mins of the beach boys. the beach boys were sad. really, its just mike love. no wilson brothers. it felt geriatric and pathetic. mike love is the judas of rock n roll, and a douche from what i hear.
ended each night at the garage, which is a pub i need to go to more often.
taylor is on the cover of people. lame.
the spots played for the alabama independent moviemakers networking party. it was just three of us playing and we really didn't play anything all that interesting until the end. but the end was worth it. its hard inventing music on the "spot." it was very humid, but it was a good time. i picked up mary jane from the airport at 11 and we went to marty's for a few mins.
friday...
i watched the bridges midday set in 145 degree weather. they played about a 20 min set and did a cool medley that included the "i've got soul but i'm not a soldier" line by the killers. all of their songs are hits. its stupid. their harmonies were super tight. they had some kind of issue with an acoustic for a second and i think nat blew a speaker... but they rebounded nicely.
they'll probably be like taylor hicks soon... a talented local act that blows up big and then forgets my name. they are playing at the railyard this weekend.
ran some errands and went shopping on friday. spent a ton of cash at naked art and hobby lobby.
at 8:30 we got to rojo and waited for jessi-co to show up. traci and leah showed up (i thought to join us) but they had really just gotten there and happened to see us. i was a girl for 45 mins. traci wore a suit that matched her car... which got stuck. i came back to rojo after dropping off the girls in order to help traci's firebird (ha) out of the gravel, but by the time i got there, some good old boys were helping her. i felt very useful.
had a brief party at my apt that involved a rotating roster of friends.
i finally got my apt finished. i've been decorating on and off for months. aaron was super funny. ciera came by with her bf. she's really funny in person. had some wine mixed with coke. interesting. kinda tastes like sangria. we went to 1st and 23rd and then mary's friend mark got us into the furnace. 1st and 23rd was sexier than i remembered, but the furnace felt like a library. guys are creepy.
a lot of those topless dancers looked kinda silly. i think one of them was kinda cute but i'm not sure. kim was amused.
saturday...
we watched an emo band from texas on the miller stage (flyleaf). i like standing on the stage because you get all of the energy coming from the band, but its not as loud. the bass player for flyleaf looked and acted insane. they closed with a nin cover, which i thought was cool.
on the homegrown stage we watched kiss me at the gate... again.. another amp blew up. we wanted to watch 13ghosts but we went to go move the truck and stopped by my office where some pre-city stages shenanigans were taking place. i did get to see beitthemeans, who i thought were incredible. i got to see my long lost friends amber and judah for a few mins. bitm's singer, jeff started talking about guns and revolution. it was interesting. he's a shit hot guitarist.
tried to get backstage during yellowcard, but they had locked down the access. i heard that snoop's show was kinda silly.
sunday...
we watched the allman brothers and a few mins of the beach boys. the beach boys were sad. really, its just mike love. no wilson brothers. it felt geriatric and pathetic. mike love is the judas of rock n roll, and a douche from what i hear.
ended each night at the garage, which is a pub i need to go to more often.
taylor is on the cover of people. lame.