a lot of words, a lot of updates.

how could i hype up the matches show so much and then not post about it the second after? i am ridiculous. forgive. it has been a long week, with little sleep, and a lot of working.

so friday rolls around, and i am excited out of my mind, like said. dylan confirmed list spot that day, which was nicer than nice, since i have not seen him for ages. heather and i head down to the triple rock an hour early to eat some delicious blts and mashed potatoes and gravy (the latter was heather's idea). right when we pull up we see dlyan playing guitar outside. it amazingly was a beautiful day (with it having been raining in the early morning). we hug. we giggle. we are back in love. jon is sleeping on the concrete next to us, as he had gotten a bit intoxicated the night before. he immediately pops up and begins conversations. i thought he said he had pooped his pants, he thought i said my name was linda. fair trade. ben walks by doing his job of loading and unloading, we exchange hellos. heather and i make our way into the bar. eat. some guy thinks i am a druggie, as i scream "where's my queludes!?!" but i swear i was just quoting almost famous. mo arrives. i made him go. bought his ticket. knew he would enjoy. we also needed male support, so we did not look like groupie girls (which we sort of are when it comes to this band). ben and dylan stroll around to the front and we chat about myspace phishing, strip clubs, and people who hate us. they leave. kari gray arrives. we all go inside, i buy shots of "minnesota nice" that kari swears are good because they are a pink color, but which the bartender apparently HATES making. i end up buying six of them, and tipping a million dollars to salvage the relationship that i have with the person making my drinks. we cheers to unicorns, the color purple, and cities beginning in the letter 'r.' wonderful. starting to feel it. the show is about to begin. we make our way inside. packed with 12yo emo kids and dudes who look like they should be at a wrestling match. matches goes on...

delicious.

mosh pits ensue. mo protects. heather and i dance like fools. mo pretends to not know us. i scream "i love you dylan!" dylan makes a "yessss" pumping motion with his fist and laughs. shawn is screaming and falling all into the crowd. crowd is wild. went by far too fast. mo loved it. heather and i obviously adored it. we walk by shawn and tell him "good show" and that he should come join us in the bar for a drink. a few minutes later, kari walks in with him and beats me to it--buying him a "minnesota nice" which the bartender STILL hates. kari asks why she hates it, i never heard the reason. shawn sits patiently in our circle. heather is quiet and cute, i know she is dying inside. mo makes some comment about bacon night, and how it should be wednesday. he then says that "salad is what food eats." this may be true, but the fact that shawn is a vegetarian may pose a problem to both of these comments. we all ponder what the cards stuck to the ceiling are stuck with. we conclude--tacks. ben comes, i buy him a drink. where is dylan? i demanded he drink with me. apparently, dylan had justin's old I.D. unfortunately, triple rock hates everyone and took it from him. he is stuck out back. luckily, i have a case of premos in the back of my car. i meet him there, force a beer down his throat, and we pee standing next to each other next to some poor shrub. sorry shrub. i go back in to discover conversations had happened without me. mo and shawn had talked about being born and what it would feel like, coming back as dinosaurs, and who knows what else. shawn asked heather where her "funny friend" is (me), because how do you know what a lego person is without their head? what!? heather told him she always wanted to have a beard. weird. i buy ben a drink. i drink more. we all drink more. the guys have bus call soon, we all walk back to the vans for goodbyes. we hug. we laugh. we cry without the crying part. perfect night. perfect.

heather, mo, and i all follow kari to her place, she jumps in my car. we sing margot and talk about bastards who stole her tamborine. boo. we arrive at the ugly mug. free cover thanks to mo. i buy drinks for all. run into gabe. kari runs into her friends. i do not remember much after this. eventually i say farewell to kari with promises of hangs soon. we (i) stumble to luce where we meet lydia (where did she come from?). we get two salads and about eight pieces of pizza between us. total? $3. i love people knowing people who work there. amen! we eat. i bitch about my fanta girl dreams. we all leave. part ways. the end of nights.

sunday all of blark went to the spirit of '76 show at the triple rock. farewell continental was opening. i know four out of the five members. was interested in seeing them do their thing. waited for them to begin. in the mean time said hello and chatted it up with the singer's family. adore them. said hello to the piano player who was headed backstage. and waited. strange. ski masks (to conceal idenity). a lot of long interludes of whining guitars and synth notes. four songs. very strange experience. interested to see if the gimmick will continue and if it will draw people in. and no i will not tell you who is behind the masks. all of us (blark) began to drink some more. hung around for spirit. they were good, not the best i have seen them, but good none the less.

in consequence to all of these good hangs, heather and i missed the melismatics' cd release party with white light riot. oops.

since then i have worked a ton. figured out my head a bit more (stabilized). realized how much i love my job. it is so rewarding to work with crazy little kidlets. they say the funniest things, have so much potential, and i feel like i have the capability to influence them in their lives. i love it all.

tonight us girls are roadtripping up to saint cloud for our boys' band, readygoes, show at the red carpet. lydia, heather, laura, and i all got a hotel room together (to save ourselves from hanging outside until 4am wondering what we will do). the triple threat is going up early, so that we can hang out in the whirlpool and relax before the show. i refuse to get as ridiculous as i was last time i went to the red carpet. i looked at my check card statement and understood how i forgot the entire night last time. i spent $41. drinks are like a dollar. did i buy the whole bar drinks!? no. i drank them myself. i am an idiot. never again. so in any event, it should be a good time. i will update later with pictures and events.

thanks for reading.

video time!

i am going to bed early tonight, because it is like christmas tomorrow! the matches!!! dylan, their new bassist who i met at sxsw and became friends with (while he was in a different band at the time), texted me today and wanted to put me on the list and said he was super jazzed for hangs tomorrow. i cannot wait to see him. i cannot wait to see the matches again and rock out. and most of all, i cannot wait for dagger to see them preform! here is my favorite video of theirs, so that if you do not know of these boys, you can get a taste of them. dylan is not in this video, as he was not a part of the band at this time. it is for the song "salty eyes."



and my friend nick's new video, "saved," just came out from the spill canvas. i am digging on his new style! very proud of him. check out the video below.





life is good. life is good. life. is. SO. good.
even though my body is dying.

mad men

my mother and i are currently obsessed with the show mad men. i know jessica has mentioned it in her previous posts, but we just bought the first season's dvds. love it.

on another note: who is excited for the matches show @ the triple rock on friday?! i know i am! and i know dagger is! oh my. i am already dying in happiness. ::swoon::

congrats are in order!

congratulations to one of my favorites becoming the new addition as bassist for one of my favorite bands the matches!dylan is the guy in the gray on the left. photo was taken after these guys bought me birthday shots at sxsw. aw. good memories. cannot wait to hang with him while he is in town with his new band! hoorah!

if i were you, babe, i'd be thinking of me.

crazy weekend, once again. getting it in while the summer lasts! friday i went out to the fineline to see shoreline and oh crap mo is back and he brought friends. mo's music is the stuff that got me into seeing shows at all. steven knew him before i did, and without steven's guidance i would never have been so involved, as i am now, in the local and national music scene. mo's music, regardless, is my favorite stuff and brings back memories galore. that night was a blast from the past because all of the "safetown" bands were playing. safetown was a house i used to go to every weekend when i was 19-21 years old. there was always a massive party raging on the weekend days, and you did not even need to call to know it was going on. all of us would gather and drink massive amounts of yag, smoke many cigarettes, have dance parties, and stay up until 6am (after crashing on the floors and couches). that place taught me how to live, how to drink, how to laugh, how to smoke. ha. it was an ideal few years. since then the group has splintered into several smaller groups. we hardly ever all come together in full, but friday we did, and afterward went to nick's place in maple grove to relive the "chode buster deluxe" experiences. chode buster deluxes are traditional for safetown, and include taking a shot of captain, a squirt of maple syrup and a spray of water in the face. pictures included.

sam.
amber.

that night i had some amazing talks with amber, who was someone from safetown who i looked up to a lot. she was always gracious, confident, sort of intimidating, and gorgeous. i miss her a lot, as do many of us. and it was very good to catch up and finally be able to talk as more mature women a few years out of our crazy times together.

saturday my parents and i went to river falls to move all of my things back to blaine. ugh. i hate moving. but i love having my real bed again. mmm. after moving i went out with heather to hang with her new friend ryan, who is adorable and very sweet. i am so happy she found such a rad guy to hang with. someone new. someone good. we all went to sushi, and then bar hopped in uptown and minneapolis. his friends were great people (always nice) and we all partied at chinos, the drink (bleh), williams (double bleh), and the 508 bar. along the way i saw dylan, tehas and his roommate, and mike minehart ended up meeting with us. mike and i eventually decided the club scene was not really our cup of tea and we headed over to mo's work, the ugly mug. we sat outside for hours with my boys mo, steven, derek, tyler and gremlin. cherise was also working and got to hang a bit later after she was cut. we took several shots and had several drinks. i love my group of friends with a passion. i always come back to them, no matter how many other people i meet. they are apart of my family, really. mo also said that he is going to give me three songs of his to learn bass to, and if i can learn it well enough, i will be able to play a song on stage for his next show. holla!!! how exciting!

we all went back to mo's apartment later. heather had driven that night and was at ryan's. i was too drunk to go anywhere anyway. i seriously think that their apartment has an intoxication vibe, as i promptly threw up 5 times in the bathroom upon arriving. i kept trying to pass out in murphy's vacant bed, although derek was whining that i had stolen it. eventually i passed out in the bathroom for an hour and made it to steven's room where he graciously let me crash. in the morning some of us woke and heather picked me up. unfortunetly i had to move the old things out of my room and the new things in. ugh. i love my big bed and new bookcase, though. and it was worth it.

i also finally finished the first three books of twilight. yessss! so addicted to vampires and edward. my mother also made me watch pride and prejudice again because i got her in love with mr. darcy. like that's hard. ha. i love me some darcy. mmm.

the past week i have also hung out with zach a few times and had a wonnderffuulll time watching french film, talking for hours, and having poking wars. he is pretty. i like new people to socialize with. sometimes i just need to take a break from everything i know that is all so closely tied together. it gets complicated and i need escape now and then.

things looking forward to:

1. the matches in october.
2. sneaking into the ting tings / solid gold show with mike minehart and heather.
3. finishing my room.
4. the new twilight book coming out this week.
5. a phone call.
6. finally seeing the dark knight.

things i plan on avoiding:

1. warped tour.
2. puking.
3. any more drama.

an extra pound of luggage.

business cards, cds, flyers, lighters, wristbands, badges, stickers, bottle openers, the matches setlist (which is going to heather dagger), a designer grab bag, a little man to wind your headphone cord around, etc...




















red = free breakfast taco all week.

blue = nylon party, which was on the top part of a parking garage. free drinks. stage on the rooftop. boche ball. video games. felt like i was in some secret underground (or above ground?) rally.

pink = camel party, which was an amazing start to my last day. not only was there free music, but there were two free packs of camel cigs (your choice), a free zippo lighter, drink tickets, and all of the vitamin water and rockstar energy drinks you could get your mits on!

green = the victory showcase, where i was the "merch girl" for the audition. in reality, aaron had to lie to get me in on my birthday for the show. and thank god he did! perfect present!

purple squashed mark = emo's for for AP showcase with... the matches!!! GREAT set. talked to the guys afterward. they put on a flawless show, and are flawless gentlemen. speaking of the matches... GO BUY THEIR NEW CD. a band in hope is out now. go grab it!