Show

Last night I went to a show. It was actually the first one in a long time for me, at least since Summerfest. I was pretty amped because I love, love, love the headlining band. Roster McCabe. If you're into a sort of funky, instrumental/jazzy regge with great vocals sound, check them out. They're on iTunes and this is their website.

The first opening band, Waterstreet, was actually pretty good. They were giving away free demo CD's and I'm excited to give them even more of a listen.

The second "band", however, really took the cake. He could have headlined for himself. Heatbox. One man beatboxing band. Really really talented. Everything he did made you want to get up and dance. He sampled the Fresh Prince theme, Tetris, and Digital Underground's Humpty Dance. I was really really impressed. Actually, I'm listening to videos on YouTube currently.

Finally, Roster McCabe played. Some drunk girl was like "YOU'RE TOO SHORT" and pushed me all the way up to the front of the crowd, which was really, really amazing. I had a really good time, even though I thought I was going to pass out from the heat.

Nothing else exciting has been going on lately. I can't wait to quit my job at Subway. I might just suck it up and quit ASAP. I hate that job so much. Worst thing I've ever done with my life. Also, can't wait to finally schedule my classes and make that commitment. Still looking for better employment, but with the way things are, I'm not holding my breath.

Also, I have a flat tire. Very sad, but hopefully just some air will do the trick, since I'm pretty sure its the temperature change that did it. Lame.

Okay, I have to get off my bottom and clean, then go to work. Maybe I'll just quit tonight. Isn't that a nice fantasy? Later.