Hollywood. Round two. This time we headed further south (or west, east, north...whatever) down Sunset Blvd and "headlined" the Roxy. By headlined, of course, I mean we played last...which in the case of no-name bands such as ourselves and our showmates...means we played to the 20-30 bar flys that actually stuck around after stomaching a night of sub-par music.
We should have known we were in for a less than perfect outing when we got stuck in traffic for about 30 mins on the Cajon Pass. Traffic jam, 7:00pm, Thursday, 15-S...fucking bullshit. The traffic was only mildly irritating though and not nearly as large of a pain in the ass as the rainstorm we started driving through for about 60 miles right as traffic finally broke up. The rain wasn't anything overly heavy, but the not so adequate windshield wipers made some of those larger curves an interesting way to play some good old fashioned "let's see if we can make it through this strecth of road without bumper kissing the median." We arrived safely and on time despite nature and southern California's best efforts to spite us.
The Roxy decided they would finish what nature and CA drivers couldn't do. They wouldn't let us into the venue when we arrived...not even to pee. We were pissed (what a shitty pun). On top of that they had no place for us to park, and they won't let us unload our gear. Fuck. After some scuffle, we hustled the valet into letting us have one of the 4 or 5 open parking spaces that we "aren't supposed to use". He in turn hustled us out of a parking fee.
we got drunk in the van, like we always do. Friends started showing up and getting drunk with us. It was a typical Shuffle parking lot good time. When show time came we realized that 3 out of the 5 of us had drank a little more than we realized...and we were drunk. The sound guy was awesome though, and although he didn't do the greatest sound, he dialed up the best sound The Shuffle has ever had live. Nice guy too, made a point of talking to us both before and after our set.
The set went well enough, we screwed up here and there...no doubt largely due to our blood alcohol levels. All in all we had a good time...and that is, afterall, why we do this, right? Right. Another after-party was hosted by our good friend and #1 L.A. connection Billy. Nobody takes better care of us than that guy. Huge thanks to all our friends that braved the weather and the drive to come support us. We hope you guys had as much fun as we did...we'll see ya next time!
p.s. Heather (i think...i'm terrible with names) is the coolest. I don't mean just a cool person to hang out with either. I mean she's the coolest...cooler than you, n00b. Lyle, Chris, and myself owe our safe ride home to her. We love you...
-Jx