Oklahoma City, Feelin’ Kinda Shitty

So...not the ideal situation for a show last night. After a LONG good bye to our lovely hosts in Fayetteville (including but not limited to: many self timed full group pictures, window painting of the bands main girl (van) Jim, hugs, t-shirt fittings, and some awkward tension between members of each band – we all sort of fell in love with each other) we got on the road and headed back to Oklahoma. It was my leg to drive which was a less stressful activity than I had anticipated. After swerving through the rolling Arkansas Mountains (bluffs) we pulled into OK City around 6 o’clock. Boomer (who was already half-cocked at this point) called and got us directions to the venue. We showed up to one of the strangest establishments I have ever seen; A two floor, lesbian/sports/bar/restaurant/venue tucked right in the middle of nowhereville OK City. We decided to split up into two teams (Adam and Jason vs. Steven and Aaron) and go out to promote the show. From what I heard, things went pretty well for the other squad, but Aaron and I walked about 2 miles into just nothing and talked to maybe 3 people. We got back to venue about an hour before show time and said some hellos to the other band – instantly not the connection we had with Groovement in Fayetteville. We stood inside, drank slightly too much, and danced to an hour of reggae music – us and 4 other people. The few people that did show up were very into the music and extremely friendly. A nice Indian fellow guessed the song and band name of one of our covers after only hearing the first two beats. To reward him, we gave him a free t-shirt. He also bought all three albums off us and took a picture with the band. This officially makes him the biggest Andrew’s Ave. fan alive, sporting the most extensive collection of Ave. merchandise in history. After the show we stuck around and talked to the patrons and staff for awhile, payed our extensive bar tab out of the money we made that night and headed to our second couch surfing experience. No crazy coincidences this time, but nice conversations were had. Boomer and I slept in two lounge chairs sharing an ottoman, this resulted in same late night footsie. I slept well other than at one point waking up to Boomer’s whole body lunging at me – he claims my head phones were up to loud and he was coming after my ipod, but I think too many hours in Jim has made him go a little crazy. Stay tuned – dallas tomorrow.

-Steven