So the very end of 2004 started with a call back to Old Tessa. I had the opportunity to do something from the hip and crazy and I took it!
As i was on the phone with e, who was giving me all my flight information to Dulles, I kept thinking, "this is insane. this is crazy. this is nuts." e had offered me a ticket to spend time with him in DC. If I wanted to stay out longer and celebrate NYE I was welcome to it. Old Tessa wouldn't have thought twice about it. Pack up a backpack and get a cab to O'Hare. Fuck everyone else.
but new and improved Tessa wasn't just going to grab a ticket. Made sure everything was in order before I called e back to take him up on the offer.
Now about e. Truth be told, I barely know a thing about him. His been the drummer for my pal's band for years. And that's how I've known him, the drummer who takes his shirt off if you give him enough beers. But over the years with small talk at the bar before gigs, chatting at various parties, and then sitting in a hottub with just a cowboy hat on your head. I could see no harm just going to another city to party with him. It had to be fun as all hell!
And I was so right. Sitting on standby at ORD for hours was so worth it! Even just texting and calling back and forth before I landed at Dulles was bloody entertaining. One of the first thing e does when I finally get there is put on the awesome The Cure Trilogy DVD. So that was lovely and familiar. The Cure was my first concert ever. Over my stay there were many introductions to all kinds of music. Most, I swear to you, I would never ever have in my CD playa. Korn. Slipknot. A Full Circle. DMB in Central Park. Ok i would have Dave Mathews.
The topper was the cover band that we got to see on NYE. awesome. "jerx" was the name of the band. i damn near wanted to cry when the female lead singer was doing a Maroon 5 song for sound check, i thought for sure my NYE was in ruin. (Refer to my John Mayer story - of which i still need to write apparently) Even e was threatening to replace the drummer himself during that sound check. But they totally won us over. They rocked out and covered some good shit from all over the board. They certainly had The Killers, the LBC punk/sks sound down with Sublime, 311, and No Doubt. Hot Damn if that little chica, not too much taller than me, carried off a Rage Against Machine song as the last one. So jealous.
It had me soooo sooo soooo hurting to get back on stage again. The live band karaoke stuff is just a bit of kindling that's keeping me going. What a great way to start off new year, aside from kissin' on my lovely drummer boy, just knowing that old passions never died.
Rage Against The Machine - Killing in the Name Of
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses
Uggh!
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
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