tonight annie and i had an adventure: we drove into alton, il, to go to a venue called “illinoise” — cute, right? the band we saw was pretty decent, although i can’t remember their name. oh well. they sounded kind of like cave in to my untrained ear.
the venue was okay, but the sound was TERRIBLE.
it was full of emo scene kids, right down to emo hair. (one of the kids really looked like brent wilson, former bassist for panic at the disco, so much so that i kept doing a double take every time i saw him.)
one of the kids was wearing giant rockstar sunglasses. indoors. in the dark. at night.
this girl’s name is mary, and she’s from belleville, il. she trumps the girl who was wearing a shirt that had a vest screen-printed onto it, but only b/c before i took this picture, mary was wearing glasses OVER the batman mask. it was amazing and adorable.
afterwards, annie and i hit the bluebird to see some band from cleveland. the chick singer/guitar player sounded a lot like pj harvey, and the drummer was fucking awesome. then we went to uncle bill’s where i had potato pancakes and an omelet. the potato pancakes were weirdly sour, but what was i expecting? well, i was not expecting them to come covered in butter. let me tell you how weird that was: it was weird.
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