Well Yesterday I spent all day on my couch watching movies. I blame it on the night before! The Reverb Festival in Ballard had a great line-up of all local bands. It promised to be a good night but before my experience even started, they wouldn't give me any passes or get in. Basically the security was extremely tight for a $10 festival in Ballard. Once in, I had a good time, they had free pizza, bagels and big, I mean 32oz big beers. All the bands did well, although there was a certain point in my night that I was completely obliterated! Security again had problems with me- I guess I went into a "restricted" bathroom, and man, these girls were on a power trip! I was like "I'm leaving, there is no reason for you to be rude to me!" oh, but they didn't give a fuck! After that, I just went to see as many of the bands I could fit in. I never made it to see The Drug Purse, and I never made it to the Black Lodge either. I pretty much failed on my coverage, but hey, I was having a very hard day and was seriously not even going to go at all!
So those of you who saw me, that's what a hot mess looks like! And I pledge to you all- next time, I will get the scoop! Sometimes though I wonder is this interview shit really for me? I hate feeling like a kiss ass and seeing other press act like that makes me glad I can be different.
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