Rocking MOS
Last night was, by far, the best show we've been to in a while. Got FREE parking on the street, waltz into the Troub, show our ID for our wristband, and then, lo and behold, we get VIP passes to the lounge upstairs. The doorman kinda slips them to us with our ID's. So, we, being good little MOS fans, buy some merch then head upstairs, where we realize, we are really in a VIP room, and not everyone was given a pass. Um. yeah, so this is cool. We get to watch the stupid ass coffee shop laden opening band suck hard core, then get to watch MOS from above. Oh yeah, and Kori sold John a MOS shirt. Hello? Since when does one of the TWO band members sell you merch, CHRIST! We hang out in the VIP room with our own bartender and comfy couches and watch everyone crowd in like sardines near the stage (like we usually do) while we sip our Midouri Sours and wonder what the hell happpened. I guess wearing fishnets really sealed the deal. One of the best. Ah, the comfort of the not-so-popular band. All the perks without the jerks. Amen. RRRRRRRROCK

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