Tuesday, September 2, 2008

somebody told me that this planet was small


philly.

lifetime's "last show" with erin in 1997.

she was running away from syracuse after a breakup and a semester taken off of college. lived at my house with 2 punk rock dudes and 1 reg guy in college park. this was right before and right after my 19th birthday.

we were both vegan. made a tofurkey for thanksgiving from scratch. and sweet potato pie. my mom came down to visit since she felt bad that it was my first "turkey day alone". not a fan of the veggie food, she asked if she could stop at the boston market on the corner for some poultry.

before the lifetime show erin and i went to cherry street. running late, we got the food to go and ate in the balcony while the band was playing.

mike was on stage taking photos. so jealous! some idiots from syracuse were "moshing" in jerseys down in front.

i only remember all this because erin took photos. the pics are blurry and terrible. we were really far away. i barely remember that show. unfortunately.

on the way back we went the wrong way and ended up in nj. fitting, since that's where the band hails from. i'm pretty sure it was pouring rain. and we saw a really bad car accident. the car was on fire and erin slowed down, even though it was late and we were pissed about driving out of the way.

back then both of us were really bad about falling asleep on road trips. the trick was to drive with the windows cracked when it was cold. to blast mixes that we knew all the words to and scream along.

this methodology was practiced again and again.

trip to canada where we couldn't get across the border cause one friend had an old graffiti arrest still on his record from florida. we ended up on the ny state side of the border, then headed to vt where erin got her shoe fix. this after we attempted to cross at 2 in the morning on the vt border. cigarettes on the floor of the car were assumed to be drugs. my french wasn't good enough to convince the snooty border patrol ladies to let us in. but we didn't get arrested, which they were going to do since we didn't abide by their first denied entry. 

trip home on christmas eve eve from gainesville fest. 24 hours straight. 5 people crammed in erin's car. a bike on the back. a storage container bungeed to the roof. i had to do a north carolina leg of the driving. drank a 3 liter of moutain dew and blasted whatever hc was of the moment.

trip to ny where we found a cockroach that had stowed away to escape ny parking garage life. i really thought we'd crash that time. we couldn't find the bug. i had a mini flashlight that i just kept shining over the floor of the car so erin could drive without fear.

dc/baltimore trip where my suitcase got left in syracuse. mike said i could either wear the same clothes all weekend, buy new ones or only borrow earth crisis shirts from him. jerk. nicole lent me clothes when we made it to dc, i think.

erin moved back to syracuse in the midst of all these roadtrips. then to london right after i moved back. she came back from london the week i moved to ny. two ships passing in the night.

for erin.
i've always got a bed or couch with your name on it.

postscript...
a free show at tower records in dc. may still have the giant promo sticker somewhere.

"we knew from the start that
things fall apart
intentions shatter....

i deal with the real
so if it's artificial let it be"

1 comment:

Unknown said...

love going down memory lane on all the crazy trips we used to take... still take them but less spur of the moment with limited free time... driving to detroit fest always a fond memory (driving home another story):)