Friday night at CBGB's

Friday couldn't come quick enough, ew I can't beleive I am living for my weekends. Though the week is always exciting, nothing says celebration like weekends now.

I got out of work really late because I had to send out and wait for some tour information before the weekend began. I jetted out around 8 and caught the 6 train to CBGB's. I caught up with Maryellen and Todd Martin right before they headed out to dinner at the Poetry Cafe. We were also accompanied by Emily and Bethany, fans who came from the midwest. We all didn't fit in at the cafe at all.

Afterwards we went across the street to the club and started our evening with a Tangaray and tonic and a Raspberry Smirnoff and tonic. Maryellen and I grabbed a table on the side and waited for the rock by pointing out familiar people from Myspace. It's weird not knowing people personally but knowing what they are doing with their lives now.

TM and Brad put on a decent show with old and new songs to a packed venue. All seats were occupied and there were people standing in the back. The mix sounded good from where we were sitting, but apparently their monitor mix sucked. TM had on a shirt that said "holla" and it was fabulous. He had said he thought it had said "hola" then Brad quiped that it was a Spanish kangaroo on his shirt. I'm glad that dorky humor abounds.

After TM finished his set, Maryellen's cousin Brian and his friends Adam, Jen, and Todd met up with us at the club. They are all in the industry, so our conversation were interesting. Todd and I ripped on this one artist so much it was brutal. True though. TM shattered bottles to show us a trailor park ring. Adam got really drunk and made a scene and we were almost kicked out of CBGB's. So punk rock ;-). Brian had been loading up Adam's bag with empty beer bottles and when his bag was checked as we were leaving, we were definitely not allowed back inside!! We were not CBGB's favorite.

TM drove me home on the way to Maryellen's and it totally took me about 10 minutes to get into my apartment. Not because I was drunk, but because we have four locks and more than the main one was locked so it could have been any combination of the four. Then I crashed after downing water, tylenol, and multivitamins. The cocktail of a rockstar.