Tea Party

...madness...drunkness.

Pacemaker

Jamie T

It should be evident by now that my opinion of Jamie T is completely biased. Needless to say, I had a ball at his show and was pleased as punch he came to our half cancelled after party (don't ask). The kid's alright. He even apologized to me onstage for accidentally elbowing me in the eye. How thoughtful...um yeah. Thursday was overall a weird day. I had a lot of stress and with one drink, it was all relieved in the form of verbal diarrhea. On that note, I should just stop typing. OK? OK.

Black Eyes

I just finished unpacking yesterday hence no blog. Last night, Jamie T elbowed me in the face. He beats up girls before every show for shits and giggles. The man is out of control! It's the second time I've been elbowed in the face this week. I didn't get a black eye which sucks because it hurts to get elbowed in the face and I have no proof of my pain. I do, however, have more bruises than an old banana on my arms and legs thanks to running down North 6th in heels at 3am and falling once, twice, three times a lady. I'm trying to normalize. Bare with me. Or bear with me.

Pool Party

Jamie T

Last night, Jamie T packed them in like sardines at Union Pool. The last time I was at Union Pool, I was not only being kicked out, but made to climb over a barbed wire fence in the process. Fond memories, indeed. It was nice to legally enjoy this place for the first time. Turns out to be quite the charming venue with a tiny old fashioned theatre, a great courtyard, and as you can see a real photo booth. Oh yeah...and some good tunes as well...




Jamie T

Londaaan

So this kid is back in town. Fun.

Jamie T is Fun

Jamie T

Last night was spent trying to show some kid carrying around a bass guitar a good time. The kid happened to be Jamie T and it was his last night in the states before heading back across the pond. The night started well with his acoustic set at Mercury Lounge and a full blown singalong. Much to the dismay of the attendees, Jamie T was not the headliner and couldn't play as long as we would have liked. To fix our need for more Jamie T, we headed over to Mo Pitkin's open mic night where he treated the small crowd to a hilarious half stand-up version of "Bass Guitar". The night continued with frolicking about, much debauched behavior, and the constant flash of Jamie's camera as he tried to catch us in our most candid moments. And I thought I took a lot of pictures. Click the caption to see the full set of pictures.

Hi Tiye, drunk much?