Show Journal 2004-09-20
Day 4 – We got up early and left for Fresno. Thirty3 left early to pick up some cd’s, so we took our sweet time on the road. The drive was uninteresting at best but thankfully it was warm and sunny. We actually arrived early and wound up at an internet café where Dave and I checked e-mail and played mundane video games. Jim purchased a wireless card for his laptop and we have dubbed him “the wifi hunter”. At some point Thirty3 informed us that our host from the night before didn’t like our band because we “played punk rock”. The more I think about that statement the more it annoys me. It just seems so shallow to like one kind of music (hardcore) and not another (punk) when they are so similar and share so many of the same origins and influences. This is more annoying when Thirty3 isn’t a typical hardcore band and we aren’t a typical punk band. Of course, the more I think about it I guess there was a period where I refused to listen to heavy metal just because it was heavy metal. A few years ago became zen with it again. Maybe everyone really into music goes through that phase. I’m rambling. The show tonight was interesting. There ended up being 5 bands playing in an standalone garage behind the house. Kinda cool atmosphere for a show. Plus it was across from a place called The Peach Pit which send Justin and Mike into nerd paradise. About 2 bands into the show a neighbor (named Bud) strolls over and lays into Dave about the volume. We knew it was going to be a rough night since the first two bands were relatively quiet and there were still 3 to go and two of which we knew would be very loud. The third band took forever to setup and play. Bless them for being young but I don’t think they realized we had driven 4 hours and were on tour where as they cam from down the street. But then again can you really get mad at a band of teenage girls? After the long set from band #3 we came dangerously close to playing an acoustic set but later decided us and Tre Tre should share gear and rip through 4 songs each. It took all of 20 minutes and we were done before Bud could hobble his old ass over again to bitch. Since we got done early we headed to Mike’s house in LA. Jon provided us with walkie talkies for van to van communication for our commute across “the grapevine”. Along the way a ghetto bird flew by and ran his spot light on Thirty3’s van for about 10 seconds. Weird.
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