a suspect device in this dirty old town

it was like a fucking swamp in the creepy crawl. the last time i was at a show and came out that drenched in sweat from the sheer amount of people smashed into a tiny space without adequate ventilation in the midst of one of the first hard hitting humid hot missouri days was when i was 17 and went to see some bands who still sported studs and leather jackets.



dear st.louis,
i love how you get so into the music that you wanna do the rhythmic clap all the time, but when you start clapping during really quiet delicate guitar parts it's like going out with someone for the first time and when you're telling your best getting-to-know-you-so-you-can-bond-and-have-a-shared-feeling-of-specialness-story, the person, right when you're getting to the most sensitive exposing part, interrupts and changes the subject to whether or not the waitress has a nice ass and your best friend is pretty hot and are you really going to eat all that?*
there are times for the rhythmic clapping, and then there are times to stand and grin and/or smile and rock out (without clapping).
sincerely,
becky





sometimes i still wanna dork out around musicians&People I Deem Important&go up to them and tell them how much what they do means to me cause it's the only thing that's ever remained constant but as mz. j said tonight, "i'm in my twenties. there will be no more dorking out with musicians." also, jess and her boy dan are quite possibly the cutest fucking couple walking this very earth. hanging out with them was a lot like being around small puppies or, really, any pair of baby animals. they make me want to pinch cheeks, they're at that level of adorableness. hard to believe, i know, but you just have to be as lucky as i am to bear witness to the out of control radness that is their cuteness.

and so it is.



i didn't get to ask mr. leo to kiss my shoes, but i'm sure he would have done it considering he thanked the crowed seven or eight times and was incredibly apologetic because it rained.
he controls the weather you know.







*actual real-life event.