I went out both nights this weekend. It was hard to leave my house each night, but I remembered my "when in doubt, go out" mantra and I bucked up and made my way into both rainy Fall evenings.
I'm really glad I did, because both nights were tons of fun. On Friday, my girl crush came into town and my friend C. was also here from Fort Madison. I started out at The Dublin with a bunch of fun girls.
My friend K. and I went to the Picador to see her roommate's band play. The other girls were on their way to the Foxhead to see our friend Brad who was tending bar there. As at every metal show, the guys were very enthusiastic about showing me how much they appreciated my presence. They even used their fingers as visual aids.
The show was loud and fun. I tried to create as much mischief and mayhem as I possibly could by talking shit and taking photos.
At some point, I got a text from my girl crush. She said they went back to our friend J.'s house. I stopped over there on my way home and I got there just in time for pizza and hilarious conversation. It was exactly what I needed to give me the energy to make my way home.
On Saturday, we found out that Coadster made All-State. She auditioned and got called back and then made it. She said it was ridiculously stressful, but she was glad it was over.In the evening, the girls went to their dad's house, and I got a little bit of alone time before I went out and met some friends at the Picador. A local band called Wax Cannon played and our other friends from Minneapolis came back to their home town to entertain us.
They brought their wives, who helped out by holding signs with song lyrics for those of us who couldn't make them out. This sign says, "My rights cost more than I want to pay".
In between bands, I went to the Dublin with a few of my friends for one drink. A couple of the regular guys were sitting at the bar and asked me what I had been up to that night and if it was fun. I explained that I had been at the Picador and that there had been two women practically having sex with each other in front of everyone.
One of the guys, who is 24 and grew up in Iowa City said, "You know. I've seen that so often in this town, that I'm actually a little bored by it." I laughed and told him that there were some guys standing right next to the girls and photographing and filming it with their cameras. They must have been from out of town.
We made it back for the end of the show. It being close to Halloween, I got to witness some festive, holiday hijinks.
Simon took a mannequin head out of a back pack and paraded around the stage with it. It may have had something to do with the lyrics of his song, but I wasn't paying enough attention to piece it together.
I was a little distracted by all the hot chicks dancing in front of me. Apparently, I wasn't nearly blonde enough to hang with that crowd.
The nicest thing about the show for me, was all the old people who showed up. One guy was in town from Europe, but most of the people were just old and had families and never hardly ever went out. Now that I'm on FaceBook and connecting with people who used to live in Iowa City, but have since moved all over the world, I've been even more nostalgic than usual. We did a little reminiscing about the old days and talking about how weird and mostly wonderful our lives have become since then...Oh, and also teased each other about some of the losers we slept with when we were in our twenties and too young to know any better.
As I've said before, there's usually some event that triggers my flight response at the end of the evening. This time it was two guys hijacking the microphone and chanting another guy's name. Okay, time to go.
