Sled Island Day 3: Shit show.
Friday. Seriously TGIF.
The last two days I had to do my best to pace myself with little sleep and a lot of shit to cover. Friday was my day to rock out and really party.
A couple of weeks ago, my girlfriend, Jenny Lane, and I decided to get a hotel for the two days of Sled (Friday & Saturday). We both live far south and we didn’t want to worry about cabs and such. The Hyatt had a deal for Sled so it just seemed perfect as it’s across the street from the Legion.
After settling in we went to the Gallery, bought clothes (well I did, I do that often) and went to eat at the Coup. The night began with the Party Punch. A giant bowl full of vodka, melon liqueur and other such things. “Suitable for 3-4 adults” the menu said.
After a power nap we went to catch Girl Talk at the main stage of Olympic Plaza. While there was some hassle regarding cameras (basically mis-communication) beer made everything better.
Upon the recommendation of Adam from Minstrel Cycle I went to see My Gold Mask at the Legion. That girl has serious coordination, talent and skill. Worth checking out for sure.
Up next at the Legion was The Dudes. I know I’m biased as hell but there’s no denying it, The Dudes put on a guaranteed good show. It’s always worth going to.
Having heard the Posies the night before, my friends and I went to Broken City to see The Bronx.
As a Mariachi band or a punk rock band, holy hell, these California lads are amazing. And awesomely enough they’re staying a floor above me at the Hyatt. I told ’em I’d wake them up for a hangover breakfast the next morning. Not surprisingly it didn’t happen. I did see them when I woke up.
A stop off at a liquor store resulted in a case of Pilsner. I met up with some friends and continued to party at the hotel.
And the rest of the night’s story stays with the people who were there.