After a grand total of four
hours of sleep back at my pad, we once again packed up and skee-skirted
off to our destination, Santa Cruz.
Once again, 680 was against
me. Stupid highway. The whole driving experience in Santa Cruz (which was
my first) had me pulling out my hair -- stupid pedestrians always walking
in front of my vehicle!
Anyways, we arrived in the
S of C at 4, ditched all of our stuff in the hotel and went to the Boardwalk,
which had just shut down because of a power outage. Stupid Californian
rolling blackouts. We then proceeded to nosh on Taco Bell and party down
in our temporary pad.
At seven, we cruised down
to Palookaville. I just love the name -- Palookaville! Anyways, after a
slight incident with Hunter, we went in. Octavia and I spent the majority
of the Explosion's set in the merch line.
Tiger Army: Geoff playing
the standup bass behind his head - DIZNAM! Little difference from the night
before, except they played Outlaw Heart instead of F.T.W.
When it comes to Tiger Army
shows, we just can't win. We were able to hear Nick for the entire show,
but at the end of the set, some guy jumped onstage and broke the bass.
:::shakes fist at person
who broke the bass:::
Zaphone pointed something
out to me -- the music that they played during the set change from Tiger
Army to AFI, was the same music they played before AFI at the Filmore show:
the Addams Family song, Grinch song...etc. Quite peculiar.
After the show, we hung around
for a while. Then, we bought more Taco Bell food and eagerly consumed it
once we got back to the hotel. After eating, Bob and I locked ourselves
in the bedroom, forcing Zaphone and Octavia to share the couch. Heh.
To quote the feel-good song
of the year, "It was a beautiful day."