I wanted to try and get some of this shit out sooner to the trip so my memory wouldn’t vague out on me, but that didn’t happen. I haven’t been very active on any of this type of shit at all lately, just cause it’s hard to maintain a steady flow of posts in between so many other interests. Anyway, me and the boys planned a trip around a Fest that one of Conor’s homies helped to put on out in Seattle. We jumped on the the after show of their Rain Fest out there and decided to book a few more shows around it.

So we basically booked some tickets and got some shows booked. Flash forward a couple months and we were on our way to the airport. It was a pretty clear morning which was cool

So we all got on this piece together, which was cool. I got the strangers side, but I’m fine with that.

Hey, that’s me

Real quick though, why not just take these things out?

We know this, but you still keep the stupid ashtray!

So anyway after the flight we had some tired buckaroos

Both backseat motherfuckers had heavy lids

Our first destination was to Chupacabra (coo-cco rico, coo-coo rico!) in Seattle which had some bangin ass food. like legit as fuck

I was very happy to see the crack of this wind shield once more (which frankly I can’t believe is still in working order maybe two years later)

and even more happy to be in a car with this guy and Lady Cece. The last time we hung was too long ago, and it was in NYC. so I missed those two, as well as all the other So Adult brethren.

Anyway, the last time I was out in Bellingham Bo and Cecelia were about to move into a new place. The extent of seeing the place was a finger pointing out the window as we drove by. But here we were at their new spot, soaking up all it’s magnificence. This is a shitty camera phone pic, so it sucks, but that is one hell of a view…

Like… dey got mountains and lakes all in one place! Shiiiiiiet

This is a panoramic of that view (click for a bigger view)

Anyway, as per usual Bo and Cecelia pretty much made us right at home and relaxed the second we got in. We took in the nice new spot they have, and hung out a while. Bo gave me a Wu-Tang hat he found a while back –  you can see a piece of it in this pic – nice guy

We futzed with guitars for a bit and semi showed Bo some songs. He is a pro though, and pretty much had all his parts fuckin air tight and solid.

how sick is this apt though, nice mounting mural behind the couch and everything.

Oh and usual they had some sick spreads to offer use this one was like some sunflower oil spread thing? I can’t even remember

And how awesome was it to add Tibbs to the first of the #tourcats tag!

She’s so freakin cute and loves her new place

she just chills by the window and peers out for hours. I would too if I were her

We caught up for a while and exchanged some stories before making a plan for the night

It was just awesome to be back with these two. It was just like we had been hanging out on the reg since we last saw them

Tibs also chills on LP paper bags like our girls do, I thought that was awesome

here is another shot of the view after the haze cleared a bit. So sick

Later that evening we headed to the alley, which is where Bo both works and practices with So Adult. Deep Pockets also was able to jam here last time, and much like last time we had a special audience member

I was so stoked to see this long haired motherfucker, Joey O, walk in!

he was gonna be joining us on a part of the trip, but he and another special guest came to hang out for a bit while we jammed. As stated earlier Bo maybe had two questions about the songs, but overall didn’t need any practice. total pro. it was awesome

once we were done jamming (and mainly sweating) we went up to do this to the little snack section of the lanes. no bowling this time, but free sodas…. big time, baby

here is our other special guest… DEREK! I was again so very stoked to see this cat. I was bummed he has a life and also couldn’t just come along for the ride, or as a second bass player, or 3rd guitar player, or whatever

We got to get some good hang time before heading back to the crib

Drew in particular was living up about 7 hours past his normal bed time. The next morning we were goin to try our hand at entering Canada (if I remember correctly) and we were a little nervous about our luck…

So back in 1994 on Octber 25th we went down to Philly to play a show

Some familiar faces, like Fuckface and Even More Gore

And a few new semi-new ones like Greg the Peg over here on the left and Potato Slims (not pictured)

Although we left at maybe 2:30 these lightweights passed out almost immediately.

We got to Philly in record time pretty much and had spare to kill.

This is the way we walk in New Yawk. BS Posse in effect in West Philly

As per usual we played only a few blocks from where Carlotta grew up. Don’t ask me why their hardcore scene now thrives in her former neighborhood because I don’t know, but it’s always weird to be there without her

We went over to the Ethiopian spot I first heard about 11 years ago (super weird) and decided to get some to go. This will have been the first time I tried this place too

After a long ass wait we got it to go and took it over to Clark Park on Baltimore. Baltimore seems to be the hub of the new West Philly or something

Drew brought his yoganess with him as per usual, and was mad at me and Andre for poppin off shots of him while he laid out his mat for a hot minute. We ate the food we got and it was delicious

Greg rocking the offensive and punk as fuck MDC shirt

After we hit up a mediocre record store and walked back to the van we headed to the show. Drew’s first question was “can I do yoga somewhere” to which the usual response is “umm.. what? yeah, probably. yeah I mean, why not?” So he hit up the roof deck

It looked straight out of a movie from a rooftop chase scene

and cool view of the downtown area from up there

Once dudes started loading in I noticed a Lee sticker on Budd Dwyer’s gear. Hit up a conversation and knew him well

Tour cats are always awesome, even if it wasn’t a tour I still consider them part of the sect

So War Emblem were the dudes behind getting us there that weekend. Our boy Steve plays drums for them. They were super awesome and let us borrow almost all their shit to make the trip easier on us.

They killed it. If you liked Born Against and No Reply you should consider them

Also we’re all now boys for life because these are some hockey men. Guitar player Joe got this ankle boot from playing.

Also Jordan was originally a Long Islander so we got that connection too

Their set was great, our was pretty sick too. People kinda went off which was fun

I hope we can play another show with these dudes up here in NY

Oh and last good sign: Bass player Andreas had these boss stickers made up: “There’s No Such Thing As Christian Hardcore” – damn fucking right

And as we got talking to Jordan at the end of the night we realized he looked exactly like Funds from the west coast / Shook Ones. Weird and uncanny. Anyways we had a great time. Thanks dudes. BSNY muthabitches