Slim Cessna's Auto Club at 12 Galaxies
It's four in the morning,
the begining of July,
I'm writing you now because I just had my ass kicked by Slim Cessna's Auto Club,
Davis is fucking hot,
but I like where I'm living,
there's music in the city (and it's about an hour away)....
No really, My face turned bright red and I was covered in sweat. Jesse and Jordan and I drove down, and man, did those boys look sharp! Jesse wore a vest and a cowboy hat and Jordan tucked his sparkly Western shirt in! They said that it was "a life changing experience". What a great musical show.
Michelle and O met us there and danced/went in the pit (Orion!!). A huge man fell on me and I ended up with my forehead smashed on the stage. I will have bruises. I may drive to Santa Cruz to see them tomorrow too......
I'm deaf though, so that may prove hard.
Labels: bruises, Leonard Cohen song butchery, music, shows


