From Jack Spence:
02.11 Soma, San Diego, CA
We’d been looking forward to the California leg of the tour for some time; Patrick is from there and has been promising us a life-changing experience of beautiful women and beautiful burritos (I was particularly excited about the latter).
Our excitement lead us to the venue a few hours early, followed by a similarly eager Twin Atlantic a few minutes later, so we killed some time the only way we know how; we went to The Salvation Army Store! I know I said I was broke before, but you know it’s a sorry state of affairs when your eye catches a two dollar set of second-hand bongos, and you realise you can’t afford them. The Twin Atlantic guys had been saving all tour in anticipation of the Salvation Army store, and had dollars in abundance; their successful purchases included shirts, a rug, and two pairs of rollerblades.
I traipsed back to the venue feeling particularly bongo-less. I soon cheered up though, as I realised that a) they sell bongos in the UK and b) I can’t play the bongos anyway. The venue was what I like to call a ‘mini-Brixton’, in that the floor slopes gradually down towards the stage – like at Brixton Academy in London -, gifting everyone with a view of the stage. It also gives us a phenomenal view of everybody from the stage. The show, as predicted, was brilliant; the crowd was just a wave of people jumping maniacally around. Hopefully you weren’t jumping sarcastically, and had as much fun as we did.
02.12 Chain Reaction, Anaheim, CA
There’s something about non-alcoholic venues/festivals that make you want to drink so bad. For the tour so far it had been neither here nor there how much alcohol was around, if we turned up at a venue and there were no beers at all, we wouldn’t ring any alarm bells or break the glass on the emergency beers, we’d just got on with it. But today, as I cowered before the army of ‘NO ALCOHOL’ posters plaguing the venue, I felt determined. Oh, I will drink, I threatened to the posters, giving them an all-knowing stare.