Spokane

Friday morning: I wake up to a knock on the window of our rental van after having about 3 hours of sleep. Damon is in the driver's seat to my left, Emily is in the back. We're in the parking lot of the mechanic shop where our van is being fixed. We roll out, as to not embarass ourselves for sleeping in the parking lot and head to a rest stop about 5 miles up I-5. Emily, Sarrah, and I laid our sleeping bags in the grass and slept for about another 3 hours. We returned to shop and waited things out, found an internet cafe and a free bbq breakfast. Van was fixed at about 3PM and we headed for Spokane at 4. A rad sunset and some sick-ass lightning later, we arrive at our destination to find that our show has been canceled due to a lack of bands and a sound guy. Headed over to Rob's house (from one of the bands we were supposed to play with) and stayed up all night playing johnny cash covers and salsa dancing. There was a mandolin and a bass made out of a washtub and a stick. It was intensely mind-blowing. We're not sure of it was the change in altitude or what, but none of us could sleep. Except for our drummers, who can sleep through anything. <3 -H/MSM Ok, I have to talk about this BBQ breakfast thing some more. And Longview and Spokane. WHAT IS WRONG WITH LONGVIEW? As Orion put it, everything that happened felt like it was out of some Twilight Zone episode. Right across the street from the mechanic shop there was some community BBQ or something for FREE. It was bizarre but everyone there was super friendly, and all seemed to know one another. Spokane was weirder. It seemed like nobody there ever slept at night. We went to Sherries and took stupid video of stuff like pickles and mustard (which I will post later.) I was REALLY REALLY disapointed we ended up having a cancelled show that night, we were supposed to play the Zombie Room with some death metal bands. Damn. -Emily Galash