Memorial Day weekend & everyone has plans (camping, graduation, out of town...blah, blah, blah). Echovalve is playing @ The Local. That's where I'll be. No doubt.
I fly solo to the show, no big deal. I arrive at The Local & realize that the screen on my phone has decided it doesn't want to work any longer. I walk into the venue a little ruffled about the state of my phone, but still happy to be in the building. I immediately see Jess & Mark with some friends in a booth. I go over and promptly complain about my phone. They take a look at it & then we proceed to do the intros. Jess offers to work on my phone just as I see Ben sauntering over. I go to say hi & decide that we need a drink. I leave Jess to mess with my phone while Ben & I go over to grab a beverage. I decide that we need a pitcher, so we obtain one & go chill in a booth. Menial convo is exchanged. Ryan cruises by, Mikey says hi, Jackie comes over, then Ari arrives. Soon our booth is overflowing with folks we like to refer to as the 'EV family'. At that very moment, I see Dee walk in. I jump up to go greet her (it was our first meeting). She grabs a drink & we go over to a booth to chat it up. I am not too sure what to talk about, so I grab Ryan & they talk for a few. She shares her experiences with Def Leppard & a little about Kid Rock. I bounced from one booth to the other, but of course I ended up back at the booth with Dee. Jay meandered over and sat down, just as I had finished my beer. So, naturally I stole a sip of his cocktail. Good lordy, I think I grew chest hair it was so strong.... I did the introductions & we all conversed about randomness. Mathieu walked by & parked in the booth behind us with Mikey & Jackie. I dug in my purse for the gum I picked up for him on the way in. I tossed it over & he informed me that the piece he had in his mouth, he'd been chewing since 5:00 Friday. Impressive.
Eventually we made it into the venue. Both Ben & I wanted to catch Midnight to Twelve. Everyone said they were good. Plus, some of the boys from Crazy Anglos & Rehab came out to see their set, so they must be alright. & they were. Dee was quite impressed & I really thought they rocked. I didn't enjoy them as much as the Nigel Dupree Band (they opened up the last EV show I went to), but they were impressive. As I was watching M212, I spotted Boze, the frontman of Crazy Anglos. I know it's lame, but I recognized him from MySpace. I found that to be extraordinarily lame, yet fantastically humorous at the same time. I approached him, said hi & took a snapshot. It might have been one of the most lame acts I have taken part in. Oh well, moving on.
We drank & chatted til it was time for the headlining act, Echovalve. I positioned myself in my usual spot, right in front of Jay. I usually try and get Jaime somewhere near me, cuz he is fun to rock out with. Luckily I landed in between Jaime & Karman, with Diablo right behind me. Good thing he is a nice guy, cuz I repeatedly stomped on his toes. Sorry!! This location was true prime real estate. Plus Ben was behind me to my left, so I could assist in the consumption of the cocktail. Suh-weet. The boys played, I sang along with Karman & shot up my middle finger at Jaime every time Mathieu said 'Stand Down'. Apparently while Karman & I were chatting, Mathieu said something about something that had to do with me.... I am still not sure what was said. But, thanks buddy. I really appreciate all the musical genius you put in my ear! Anyway, I was a drunken, singing, sweating mess & having a fabulous time. So, the set was coming to an end & it was time for 'Operation Guitar Give-a-way'. Somehow, I luck out a lot in this sweepstakes. Hmmmmm.... ;)
So, the show was great & I was Tipsy Lou Who. Ben offered to let me ride with him & crash. His buddy Gene was going to scoop us so that no one had to drive. Yay. Turns out Jay is coming along as well... with me, Paige, Ben & Gene. We gather Jay & start to walk towards the car. This wierd dude yells for us to hurry up & get to the car. Uh, we were already walking in that direction. He gets a little too close for comfort & suddenly he is up on us & people start to yell. I jump in the middle hoping no one will hit a chic. I was not in the mood for a fight & whatever mess that might bring along with it. Fortunately my antics dissipated the arguement & we all got in the car. Feuf. Drama avoided.
So, we get to the destination & crashed....on bunkbeds. hee hee. I can't remember the last time I slept on a bunkbed. I think it was summer camp, 1982.
The next morning, Ben & I rode in the back of Gene's truck to our cars at The Local. It was another fun filled Echovalve night.
****I was advised that I need to talk less. Listen buster, I realize that I flap my jaw. I'm working on my loquaciousness. I am still slightly intimidated by the fact that I actually interact with you guys. So, you are going to have to deal with the nervous chatter until I feel comfortable enough with silence. Many thanks for bearing with me through this tough time.
---->>>Big shout outs to Lenzi!! I met Lenzi for the first time & she's friggin AWESOME!!
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