toar

it’s been one week since we played our first show and the future couldn’t look any brighter. this past weekend we hung out with our best friends leaving songs, it was honestly the only real way to spend our first week of “playing” and i’m bummed we couldn’t have made it a real tour.

the first night we played in columbus, indiana to a group of cargo short bros and the band cinnamon telegram. nick played with full distortion (an east coast no no) and the show was held at a park. kids sat on picnic tables and complained when i asked them to actually stand infront of us. leaving songs tore it up, as did trent’s other band; <3s to hand hugs. there were quite a few shawtyz, but none of them were feeling the NWI vibe, so we ate yee kee (def. not the nom noms) where we met a rad british girl and hung out with kent, her equally rad boyfran. after getting more polar pops and junk food we drove home at like 12.

the next day we gorged on cici’s with LS, who drove back up, then we drove to sturgis. i caught kyle posi jumping and it ruled. all of our sweet sturgis friends came and so did our ever loyal south bend friends, it was awesome. there is no cooler feeling than kids knowing your words. word. after the show we ate lots and lots of taco bell, outside, and almost got shot up by some mexican gangsters becasue i flipped them off. in my defense, they called us “emo fags”, and i hate getting my big ass associated with those skinny losers. anyways, avoided death and made up hand shakes until we retired to nick’s casa. somewhere in the middle of the night we antiqued trent real intense and got his eye real crazy swollen with flour. rage.

saturday we played basketball, watched blink 182 videos, and made voyage to grand rapids. we met mac and luke for the first time, thank god, and their cool friends travis and jake. i guess we met arynnc, but she bailed to go hang out with some dude. LAME. we ate brickroad pizza and proceeded to go to fuller house. there was no mic there, which was awkward, and some guy blew fire in the front yard. after sweating like crazy and watching ghetto fireworks arguments we left and got more brickroad pizza. i solo’d a 16” (minus a piece or two i owed to grandpa) and we drove home with deep talks about not failing at life.

sunday was a bummer, everyone parted ways. kyle and i owned some tacos and later some chinese food, i saw the movie bruno (which sucked) and life went back to normal.

thanks to: DJOZ (who isn’t really dusty), sarah (the bro shawty), andrew/fuller house, nick’s mom, my dad, peter jennings, and the reptilian.

all in all, it was an excellent toar, and we’re very excited to go on a real one. as summer finishes up and fall approaches, we’re hoping to record a cd and make more merch for everyone. we want to meet lots of people and do as much as we can until we’re able to make it outside of the midwest and meet even more people and do even more cool stuff.

in the coming weeks, we’re with playing Hightide Hotel and APE UP, and, to be real, i’m not excited for much else.

-jack