Wednesday Night, Blue October show.
I had a delightful time. The band Blue October is great, they are a punk addiction-recovery. Angry, deep, thoughtful and reflective are the emotions pour out to the beat of runaway train. The band plays with the feeling and honesty of someone who has been though the shit. Needless to say I like them a lot.
The company was very charming. Linnea, Karen (the ‘roommate’ not ‘destroyer of lives’ or ‘evil anti’), and myself went down to Gypsy Tea Room together and meet Topher and a friend of his whose name escapes me. Linnea is always a blast to hang out with; she is smart, funny and a total babe (sorry Glenn but it is true.) Karen the roommate, first let me see if I got this right, she is not Linnea’s roommate but she was and now that is her name and they give me grief about my friends not having ‘real’ names. She was a lot of fun. Linnea said it was a weird mix of personalities, but I liked it.
While at the show I remember I really liked going to see bands play. I have not done it as much as I want to. It is something I need to do more of. The only problem is that I cam home smelling of smoke.