we head to karl’s sausage kitchen!
well, not entirely, but i did end up driving past the famed sausage kitchen twice this weekend. and that was fabulous enough for me.
after a completely bullshit week and everything else, saturday night rocked my socks right off. rocked so hard my ears were ringing for HOURS after, and i still found confetti in my shoes this morning. kick-ass! it was, by far, the very best ROADSTEAMER show ever…ever! in the world! campaign for real time totally tore it up in the opener (i missed fluttr effect and the snow leopards, oh well) and now i really want to see them again. in fact, they’re going to be at the middle east on july 27th and i’m going to have to look into tickets. they’d totally be worth it.
after c4rt appropriately rocked out — i absolutely loved their “dude crew” — i was nothing but insane nerves waiting for ROADSTEAMER to come onstage. beforehand i got nick, ray, pete and robby to sign my cd. i’ve had every cd signed so far, starting initially with just robby and then moving on to include other band members as well.
before i joined the street steamers, it seems, they were far less accessible. or maybe, i was just too damned shy. a mix of the two, actually, since all the band members are really sweet and approachable.
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