Nevada

We’re staying with David’s parents tonight at their home in Nevada.  After a sweltering 6 hour drive through the dessert we arrived, greeted David’s parents, and hopped straight into the pool.  David’s parents cooked us BBQ chicken and practically laid out a buffet for us.  His birthday is tomorrow so he opened a few cards, we sang happy birthday, and then we ate a cherry dessert his mom made that ruled.

Last night’s show sucked.  We played with a punk band made up of 13 – 15 year olds completely decked out in their most punk rock clothing.  Every kid there had some sort of stud-ladden jacket or patch covered pair of pants.  We played to a crowd of maybe 9 people – all of which were the parents of the aforementioned band.  It was the most akward show I’ve ever played.

The punk kids stood outside the entire time then completely avoided us while we loaded out.  I know they are only kids but I think if you are going to put on this punk-as-fuck image then you should at least have the respect to watch the band that is playing the show with you.

The show was really awkward for us, but I felt far worse for the parents of these kids.  The punk band’s front man had a gotti-boy haircut, a cut up danzig shirt, a metal studded belt, and was wearing creeper shoes (shoes with 6 inch bottoms).  He started off their set with a song called “I love sex.”  The song was about 2 minutes long and he just repeated the line “I love sex” over and over.  Then they played a song about having morning wood and not being able to get out of bed in the morning which they segwayed into with this joke:

“This song is about waking up, and not being able to get yourself out of bed in the morning… because you’ve got a BONER!”

Their parent’s faces were beet-red for the entire set.

I have videos of their set that I can’t wait to upload.