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Current Mood: sore
I’m sure you are aware that Morrissey was supposed to play Oakland last night, but cancelled the day of. The official story was that he was sick, which is certainly possible. But given his history, rumors of low ticket sales, the events the day before at Coachella, and the fact that he was sighted at the DNA Lounge, I call shenanigans!
So yesterday morning, we’re all bummed (some of us had pit tickets!), and Sus (who by the way caught Moz’s entire shirt at Coachella… I’m serious) and Orlando start hatching plans to play a free show for the many stranded Moz fans who travelled to the Bay Area and now had nothing to do. Now, none of us were really ready to play a show… having not played together in the last month, and having other plans already in the works (such as Booze, Broads, and Hotrods). But with Orlie’s blitz to find a venue to host us on literally just a few hour’s notice, and Sus’ stand at the Paramount to redirect traffic to us, we were able to get the Bat Signal out and pull off a last-minute show at the Blackthorn.
It was a lot of fun, and there was no time to stress in the rushing around to get things ready. We had some of our old friends in attendance, but also many Moz fans from far and wide who were looking for a place to drown their sorrows. Hopefully they found it with us. One of Moz’s security crew was in attendance. It wasn’t Morrissey, but we did our best to be second best. Hope you all had as much fun as we did. Many of us ended up at Sparky’s afterwards including some of our new friends. And holy shit am I sore from last night. But anyway, so that’s the story.
By the way, check out Sus at about 4:14!
On to other topics… I hate to say this, but it may finally be time to join that other social networking site. My impressions so far are that Facebook attracts older people, whether that means your coworkers, or your grad school friends, or even your mom. Also, it seems to be more stalker-friendly. I think it’s lame, and I’d be happy to never sign up. But what it comes down to though is that some of my friends are on there now either exclusively or at least they maintain their profiles better there. I’ve been resisting a long time, but just to be able to keep in touch with these friends and have sad digital substitutes for human contact with them, I at least want a presence on there. I don’t have the time or the energy to maintain profiles on both sites. MySpace is my home, and Facebook will be merely a placeholder for me to maintain a connection to my non-MySpace friends. (Side note: what a weird time we live in.)
Friday night, I caught Wanda Jackson for the first (and possibly last) time. She’s getting up there, but she seemed super sweet, and she could still get her voice to do what it was doing 50 years ago, so no complaints here! There are a couple pics up (from Mari) in my tagged photos, in case you want to see how I look standing next to fun-sized rockabilly royalty. Today, it was almost 90 degrees in some parts of the city. Where did all this come from? The only positive was that intense heat in the Mission and beyond usually means cool and thick fog in my neighborhood, and today was no exception. Ocean Beach was packed, causing *GASP* actual traffic on the Great Highway. Had a picante dinner with Jamie. I was finally forced into going digital with my cable today… which apparently everyone else in the nation has already done. I’m not thrilled about having to turn on more than one device at a time, but this real time guide is neat. I’m sure I’ll get used to it in time.
Remember last week I was talking about Highway 1? Well check this out. Talk about several drives that give me a heart attack just thinking about them. But you know, as with playing that unplanned show last night, that spur-of-the-moment choice to take a road home that I never take really was valuable. These are little things, but they are steps in the right direction. That spontaneity is important. Being open to those opportunities not only make me a more well-rounded person, but also fit right into my recent thoughts about not wasting life doing the same thing twice. These unexpected events are life-enriching. Even if these things had been disasters, the stories I took from them and the experience I gained would have still made them more valuable than had I taken the same old predictable path. And the fact that they turned out great, well, all the better!
“A smooth sea never made a skillful mariner.”
— English Proverb