our flights to los angeles were relatively painless...flying southwest isn't the nicest way to fly, but it is what it is. i think it was something like 85 in los angeles friday. i went to melrose with a close friend of mine while the rest of blacklisted hung out with the good man bob shedd. while in hollywood i saw jonah hill, of superbad and knocked up fame. i immediately started laughing..dude's funny. i call george for advice "yo would it be super gay if i asked him for a picture?", george says "yes"...so i take his words to heart and continue on my day. i also see a cute puppy at a dog store. i didn't know they had retail puppy stores. i got to the chain reaction in anaheim at about 6 p.m. i was lucky enough to see some very good friends of mine from when i lived in granada hills...jeff givens being one. jeff is probably the funniest human i know. we talk on the phone occasionally and it's about 30 minutes of non stop laughter. great guy. also got to see wig and tru...two dudes who i spent a lot of time with when i lived there as well. the show itself was great...and actually ended up selling out. we played with downpreser, alpha and omega (charley zanagan), bitter end, life long tragedy and ceremony. all of the sets were pleasers. we've also decided that when ceremony plays, its every kids 30 minutes to "be bad"..hahaha good stuff. after this gig we headed to shedd's american psycho esque apartment. shit was awesome. after the occasional dive bomber (this is when your head plunges to the floor in a thrashed sleep state) we made our way to the area of lax to get some food. ate at denny's...shocker. then pushed on to the airport. bean did a straight dive bomber onto kimpossible. kimpossible (sister) came along with blacklisted for our journey. she has documented the experience via photograph. i think she took something like 300 pictures..so when those get uploaded, i will have links. one picture comes to mind specifically while waiting in the airport...every single one of us, besides dave big jenk sausage, are passed out seated upright...hoods up or on our faces. its pretty good. we made our way to chicago for saturday. got picked up somewhere around noon by molly and carrie (if i spelled this wrong, crap). blacklisted typically stays with these people in chicago. they are good people and very hospitable. i immediately pass out on a couch. they have two awesome dogs, cyrus and evey...i think cyrus tongue kissed me in my sleep...no beasto. got to the gig later that night. saw tim smith (o.g. blacklisted/good friend). got a great bad brains shirt, took some photos. this night we played with convicted, dead city and holy roman empire. great lineup. convicted is straight up heavy hardcore, same for dead city.they both thrashed and sounded awesome. holy roman empire was super cool. female fronted. awesome guitar work..so many pedals. super good. we gigged and it was fun. two words: bum bag. don't forget it. after the gig, went back to the homestead. ate a delicious home cooked meal and slept. woke up at like 5 a.m. to head off to the airport for philly. now i don't know if it was the lack of sleep, or just ridiculous experience in general, but everything that occurred at the airport was hands down funniest thing i ever saw. one instance was george farting on the head of a baby. this literally dropped me to my knees. we arrived in philadelphia somewhere around 11. the blacklisted van was broken down at home with a dead battery (weird, go figure), so jd and chucky edge came to pick us up. went back to bean's house...got a quick easter sunday meatball sub from wawa...then headed off to the first unitarian church for the gig. i personally hadn't been to the church in about 3 years. which was crazy. i had alot of emotions going there. philadelphia is hands down one of my favorite u.s. cities. i was excited to be there again. the show went off amazingly. mongoloids opened up the gig hard as hell, with soul control, let down and shipwreck all singlehandedly pwning the whole club. cold world played before blacklisted. i used to play in cold world a few years ago. great band. really good friends of mine, i've been close with alex nick and dan since i was about 14...so that's almost 10 years, wow. seeing them was great, played alot of new material. i've determined that alex russin is the best guitarist and maybe best person i know. blacklisted played. we opened the gig with the lights out, cat power's "i don't blame you" song playing over the speakers. we love this song and it was something worth remembering. then we blasted through 13 or 14 songs...some old some new. and it was awesome. there was a young dude, maybe about 11, diving consistently right in front of me. joe hardcore would grab him by the back of his collar and bring him back to the stage so he didnt get lost amongst the lost (bjorn) and could continue to get his timmy no justice on. it was great. i feel like i had a smile on my face for 99% of this show. saw some good people i haven't seen in a long time and just had an overall positive experience. me, noles, courtney and mark drove back to richmond, and i was home by midnight. thrashed as hell.
i worked last night at verizon. this is pretty much my last week here for an undetermined amount of time. blacklisted has too much scheduled for me to know if i can guaranteed work at any point in time. right now i'm 9 hours into an 11 hour day. i didn't drink coffee today, so i'm feeling real megadeth. i'll get out soon though, and just live.
thanks for reading. love ya.
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