Friday, March 7th (In Tucson + Yuma show summary)

Friday, March 7th

5:22 am
I haven't been able to get on my computer much 'cause we've been acting like idiots all day. The drive was long, but honestly didn't seem so bad. We only had to fill up twice which costed us a whopping 40 bucks a fill up. Mini-vans rule. When we got to Prison Hill we started unpacking our shit and found out that the show was getting shut down by the police. It ended up getting moved to Jeff from Beg For Life's house. They had us and Broadway Calls play first just in case it got shut down. The girl who was setting everything up was named Lupita. She fuckin' weirded me out, man. I hope she's reading this hahahaha. We set up outside and played a short set so that Broadway Calls could play as much as possible. Then during our set the police came and I guess Jeff convinced them that we were a church youth group and they just told us to turn down my amps. I believe my reply was "Yeah, but, like, what the fuck for?" Our set went over pretty well. Then, although Jeff's girlfriend made it very clear that she didn't want to do it there, the show got moved inside. Broadway Calls played and we showed Yuma how New Mexico parties. We had a blast. Playing with them all this week is gonna rule. After them were the locals, Demise Of Hollywood and Beg For Life. I was busy trying to strategically place shit in the van for maximum convenience for Demise Of Hollywood, but holy balls, Beg For Life was mosh-tastic. They had the sweetest nu-metal parts. We got ignorant as shit. At some point we were doing the "too metal for one hand" thing with like 5 dudes, including their guitar player through a window, then he hit the window and it broke. We literally broke the threshold of metal. Jake got a bunch of glass in his arm, but fuck it, man. We stole a trash bag full of pop corn. Then after saying our goodbyes and making a significant amount of money on merch, we went to dinner with Broadway Calls. We went to this Mexican place which is literally exactly like Yuma's version of Cesar's on Lomas. It wasn't bad. They had Mexican cokes which was awesome. After a whole lot of shit shooting, the dudes drove to Phoenix. They had some business to take care of. We decided to drive to Tucson to stay with our good friend Eric Burns in his dorm which is really fucking cramped. I'll take pictures when it's more light out. His room mate would probably be pissed if a flash went off right now. Tomorrow we're gonna go get some groceries and hang out with the Gnarwhal kids. Stoooked. As I'm typing this, Scott's uploading our new songs. They sound really good, man. Go check 'em out. It's almost 6 in the morning so I'm gonna try to get some sleep. Niiight tour blog. - Joaquín