Dopamines record release show was in Chicago at Subterranean this past Saturday. I'm kinda waaaay over that band; not into the new songs too much. I've also been kinda super depressed and didn't feel like going. However, I had agreed to drive up several months earlier and the car was full. Not wanting to leave everyone stranded, I decided to go up anyway and just visit friends and not even go to the show.
That morning I went to the gym and lifted for 90min, including 12 x RDL at 115, a personal best! On my way home, I stopped at a car wash in town because I still had opossum guts on the grill from when 'Hawk and I drove to C-dale nearly two months ago! Got the car spotless and drove into the city to pick up Dave, Dave, and Daren.
Car ride up was smooth sailing, which was a huge surprise. We saw The Holy Shakes at a gas station around mile 225 and they gave us pins. We didn't hit any traffic into the city and went straight to Ben's house. We hung for a few, went to get delicious 90 Mile, and pre-partied at the house.
I was actually feeling really good, and since Roy had to work late, I decided to go to the show. It was not nearly as crowded as I thought. Saw lots of friends, and also didn't see a few not-friends, which was awesome. Business Papers played first and was fucking awesome. It lasted like 12 minutes and was not at all what I was expecting, but pleasently surprising.
Second was Doppleganger. Their songs are growing on me. It's just...different.
Sass Dragons were third and it was obvious that (nearly) everyone in attendance was there for their set. I personally didn't give a shit! I went up to the balcony and watched from over the ledge.
Dopas were last, I feel a fair number of people had cleared out. I was down on the floor, in my usual spot, at the back edge of the pit, ready to sing along and dance. Had a full beer. Two songs in, I'm minding my own business, and I get shoved into the pit. So I back up into my spot, minding my own business, and I get shoved again into the pit. So I. back up to near where I was standing before, minding my own business, and I get shoved again! So I turn around and grab the arm of the girl who is shoving me and yank toward the pit. She resists, so I yank again and tease her about not wanting to go into the pit. Then I sprinkled my beer on her like she was a bad cat getting sprayed with a water gun, then a shook my entire beer up into the air over everyone and tossed the empty up on the stage!! Then I went into the pit anyway for the rest of the set!! And no one bothered me anymore for rest of the show, which is what I wanted.
Now, this is not the first time I have been shoved while minding my own business, and my usual response is to grab the person and pull them into the pit with me. Flashforward, next morning, STL crew rendevouz at Ben's house and recap the show. I tell this story and Wipfler was like, "That was you?! That girl is (so-and-so's) girlfriend and I saw her during Dopamines crying, saying some girl had been mean to her." I told him she didn't tell the part where she was acting like a little 15 year old bitch who had never been to a show before and brought it upon herself. We had a good laugh. Apparently, she does this all the time--go to shows and acts tough and is an idiot about it and gets hurt. Fuck her. Crying? Really? Because some one was "mean to (her)? What are we in elementary school? Fuuuuuck.
Ok, backtrack, after the show, Roy came and picked me up and we went to see Lauren at The Continental. It was quiet when we first got there, but then people started filing in around 2am. We went home and I slept upstairs in Melanie's room. Woke up super early but didn't have plans to meet with Booker for Handlebar until 10. Luckily, I had a Cliff Bar in my purse to hold me over. I didn't get to shower because Mogan was puking so badly!! So I showed up at Handlebar int the same clothes from the night before, reeking of booze, beer in my hair and on my shirt. Goodness, I was so excited to get those Biscuits and Gravy in my mouth!! Oh, I mean, goodness, I was so excited to meet up with my number one crush. He's an effing Adonis. We had great conversation and hung around a good twenty or so minutes inside after we were done eating then a good ten minutes outside on the street.
After brunch, I went to be lazy with a very hungover Carl. We laid next to each other listening to music and talking. It was really nice. He wanted to fool around, but I wasn't feeling it to much at first, then I started to get into it. But I was not able to get off. I headed back to Ben's house; everyone was ready to leave. We stopped at Logan Hardware on our way to 94 and I ran into Nate P coming out of the arcade room! It was such a pleasant surprise! I hadn't seen him in easily three years. When we parted, we first kind of awkwardly shook hands, but then I hugged him and said, "we are friends! We can hug each other goodbye!"
Dave, Dave, Daren and I headed back to STL. I was super exhausted; don't know how I didn't fall asleep the last two hours. It was a quick little blitz trip, and I'm glad I went. I def felt a lot better after getting out of STL, and I'm looking forward to going back up, hopefully on a long weekend.
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