Things have gotten a bit intense since the few days ago I started this blog. Japan, as I'm sure everyone knows by now, was hit by an earthquake a few days ago. Even though Japan is probably the most-prepared country on Earth for this, thousands of people still died. Not only that, but a nuclear reactor is suffering problems. The tone is of a fever pitch, as well it should be. That tone makes it hard to find accurate news sometimes. There's not really much to say on this other than my thoughts are with them. And cross our fingers that the good men and women working on that nuclear problem get it figured out. Bleh.
Instead of focusing on that, however, I'll give you a quick rundown of the last day or so. I decided to head up to DeKalb to go see my roommate's band, Casa Karma. They played with a few other bands: Chum, Didgy Slacker, and the Coop. Props to that light guy, who worked pretty much through the entire show.
This is my fourth Casa show. I hope no one took any videos of it, cuz I was raging. Here's a picture of your humble author at the last show, above Brewe-Has in Normal:
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The House Cafe, where they were playing, was way better ventilated than that loft tho. I didn't get near as sweaty.
I managed to get lost as hell a few times before finally making it to Mike's house, who's the guy on the far left in that picture (my roommate's the one playin the guitar I can't get enough of). I took a route that avoided the tolls, which in Illinois means "the middle of nowhere, with no identifying signs and the ones that they do have are wrong." Luckily, I had thought ahead and grabbed a bottle of New Amsterdam in Normal before leaving. I thought the show started at 9, so I began chugging as much gin as I could without gagging.
Dude, the thing about New Amsterdam is, it's not like other gin. I abhor the taste of gin. The first time I drank, I drank way too much gin and nearly died. But New Amsterdam has this weird cancelling-out thing. You can't even taste it when you mix it. Delish stuff.
We made our way over to the venue. Nice little shindig they got there. $5 22 oz fat tires, good times. I also had a beer called gumball head, it was one of the best beers I think I've ever had. Definitely goin back again. They also had 60-minute IPA on draft, but I was out of cash by then so I couldn't try it. :( Definitely head there if you can though.
Good jams were had by all. Afterwards, everybody crowded into cramped cars except for me and my walking companion, who had also gone to ISU but left cuz she hated it. I meet so many cool people at these concerts. I love hearing what other people think. General statement, but it's so interesting. All I hear is my commentary on life all day. Other people's is so different sometimes that it's awesome.
Must go now, lots to read for Poetry tomorrow and more Hemingway to peruse for the future. Hooah!
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