Here are some photos from my awesome Northeastern tour of darkness last month. I met up with Noah, my bff from grad school who now lives in the Washington DC area, and we caught Enslaved/Alcest and then the two Katatonia headline LFDGD gigs in Rochester and Cleveland:
Pre-gaming in DC for Alcest/Enslaved with my friends Chad and Shelley:
I met Neige and Winterhalter. I kept telling them that they were "Tres Sexy." Winterhalter was amused, Neige was downright creeped-out. These sentiments are well reflected in their facial expressions:
We had a massive dance party on the sidestage during Enslaved. Chad and Shelley were caught 69'ing during the set:
I didn't get any photos at the Rochester gig. However, before the show, Noah and I chowed down with Anthony and his wife and Dinosaur BBQ, which is seriously the most ridiculously tasty food I've ever eaten. We ate piles of ribs/beef/pork/etc, and all of it was flavored and cooked to perfection. Here's Noah gettin' tore up on dem rips after we had a few shots of Patron:
On the way to Cleveland the next day, we took a detour to Niagara Falls:
Then, we partied with Reece and Chris in Cleveland:
All-in-all, it was a pretty super weekend! Three shows in three nights (with Rochester probably being the greatest show I've ever seen), 1600 miles on the car, and countless shots/beers/dranks with so many awesome people.
We were supposed to see Katatonia last weekend in New Orleans. My friend Dan had already bought a plane ticket to fly down from Atlanta and I had booked a non-refundable room for the weekend, so we just ate and drank a lot for 48 hours straight.
Picking Dan up at the airport:
The best part about New Orleans is that you can walk around with an open bottle EVERYWHERE and no one cares. Here we are visiting our friend Kelsey at a market where she has a booth, Patron in hand:
Pool time:
Bar time:
Chow:
We met up with some of my coworkers who were in town for the weekend, and about 10 different other people that we're all acquainted with who live there. I wound up spending $300+ in cash on drinks the first night and losing my credit card
. Not to mention, I don't even remember walking back to my hotel at 4am after a girl I know got me completed plastered at a bar she works at long after my two bros had retired for the night. I'm giving up drinking, at least for this weekend.