April’s been rad so far. Weekend before last, I went to Kobey’s Swap Meet with my friend Kari, and bought expired food products. Eat shit, FDA! Here’s her with some sweet-ass Pop Tarts.
I then helped my brother’s roomates hang up carpetting on their refinished garage. They turned an unpowered, bare drafty space into a pretty sweet practice space/studio with sound insulation everywhere.
And the finished product:
Not much happened during the mid-week, though – I “officially” put my notice in, is all.
The next weekend, some friends and I rocked some cheap beer and went to a house party show. Technical rock extravaganza. Here’s Witt. They’re all in high school, and they shred harder than most 60 year olds.
And Fever Sleeves just got some good news about some DC legend personally mixing their upcoming 7″. Here they are, destroying.
The next day I went to Balboa Park for the annual rummage sale. It was a zoo – I could only deal long enough to pick up some sweet old Swedish pint glasses (I don’t think Norrlands Bryggeriet is in business anymore) and a puzzle. Here was the 1/4 mile long line to get in:
I then went to IKEA for meatballs (call it a practice session), and then to the beach for a hang out session. There was some rad paraglider surfing happening. We played bocce ball and did flips off of sand dunes.
I bought a pair of glasses for the beach. Here’s Cassie and myself modelling them today at the pizzeria. And I made a new addition to the tip jar.
I’m going to try to hnker down and write as much music as possible over the next two weeks, when I’m not tying up loose ends at the ol’ job.
