ok so, just finished our show with LITTLE DRAGON at the fire.
yeah yeah YEAH, we play at the fire all the time. yeah, i have worked there for over three years. yeah, we're STILL not sick of the place. you wanna know why? (besides a semi-solid-ish paycheck and the most radical people ever and some mayjah emotional attachments...) we get to meet and play and bro-down real serious-like with a band so siiiick that i chose to forgo peeing until the end of their set (keeping in mind that i had to go like so bad. badly. like really, REALLY badly). they rule on so many levels. goldiebox is so! insanely! obesessed with the swedish megapower four-some. will you marry us, dear little dragon?
check back for super important little dragon/goldiebox photoshoot photos. um, so awes. just waiting on parties involved to email said photos to thine accountus emailius for some honest-to-god, substantial, legitimate, bona fide, in the flesh, heartfelt, sensible, no-nonsense blogging purposes.
check their shit. now. or else (mild threat. no offense).
what a night.
ali out.
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