Home and my friends are still asleep in the next room. My ears are ringing from the shows last night, and I’m a little hung over. There’s a mostly empty bottle of Jack on my coffee table, a plate of mostly eaten grapes, some used shot glasses and an empty bottle of Stone IPA. Beside me to the left I can see my patio is covered in cigarette butts. It looks cold and rainy out. It’s 11:30a and I just woke up.

My friend’s band played excellently. They have a new keyboardest and rhythm guitar so now they’re a 5 piece. I grabbed some shots and videos from last night. Here’s the full band:

Here we are about 15 years ago, up in NH:

Good times.

You know, if I know that guy… let me just check on something…

Yep, they’re not actually in that room right now.

They always wake up so early, it’s weird and kind of amazing. They must have headed out while I was snoozers.

Here’s a video in case you’re curious what the music is like:

Maybe one more:

It’s rock, maybe a bit of 90’s style alternative here and there, but overall just really solid, groovy Rock ‘n Roll. Every time they play, people down here seem to really enjoy it. They did two nights on the Bowery a couple months ago, and last night was in Williamsburg where they had a good audience.

We took a cab back from the venue at around 1a, and stayed up talking here until 2-3a. A girl I’ve been dating came along for everything and she stayed over despite having to get up for work super early this morning. She’s small and thin with blond hair and green eyes, and she wore rocker clothes for the show, which was cool. I vaguely remember her leaving in the morning, but I was barely conscious.

I’ll be home most of the day today doing some work. It’s going to be nice. Big coffee on the way, and research to do. I’ll keep the tunes low because my right ear is ringing. The venue was small and the sound was huge, not a good combo for mammalian ear holes.

I will train later and I can’t wait. Nothing better than pushing yourself to the brink of collapsing after a night of drinking copious amounts of whiskey.

Talk soon,

Duck