Tucson Tooooooo

The next morning I couldn't help but sleep in, I was tired from busin'.... In the morning I woke up and Donn took me over to his guitarist Bernice's house. There we met up with Bernice and her boyfriend Ivan.


They then took me to one of the craziest tourist attractions in Tucson, Mission San Javier, a really beautiful mission from back in the day.



We then climbed to the top of a cool little crop of rocks. The weather was so beautiful and the sky was so clear. I really wanted to see a roadrunner, but was not so lucky.


We then went to get tacos. Tucson is super close to the Mexican border and is supposed to have great Mexican food so I really wanted to try it out. We went to BK, a taco and Sonoran hot dog place. Everyone but me got a Sonoran hot dog, but I'm a total hot dog snob... I really don't care all that much about New York pizza or bagels, but I really feel weird eating a hot dog outside of New York.


Afterwards Donn and I took a short bikeride into town and did some vintage shopping, which was nice.


We then went back to Bernice's house so Pop Gestapo could practice, and I watched the awesome Tucson sunset and chatted with some bros.



Next we went to Scrappy's, an all ages youth collective, for another hardcore show. Blood Spasm, a way old band with a singer with MS played and told all the young kids to never give up on being punk. It was whatever.



After getting a few drinks and hearing a young band that seemed like their only influence was Real Estate, I was on the Greyhound, waiting for my next adventure.

Tucson

Took a long bus ride from LA to Tucson and met some interesting people during my layover in Phoenix. One woman was taking the bus all the way to Florida to introduce her new baby daughter to her grandparents. I talked to a dude who was from Wales but had just spent a year in Australia, and was going to Tucson to see his girlfriend. I asked him if he knew Eddy Current Suppression Ring, he didn't.


Donn, a guy I knew from Terminal Boredom, picked me up at the bus station. The weather was nice. He had this crazy huge van called the Disco Chief.


We went to drop off my bag and I met Donn's wife Rachel. She was kind of eerily similar to me. Her name was Rachel, she was from Westchester, she was Jewish and she loved Douglas Adams, PG Wodehouse, Buffy and Angel. They also have two adorable dogs.

We went to a "cool" area of town and ate some food and then headed over to The Surly Wench, a bar frequented by derby girls, for a show. A shitty hardcore band called The Stripper Killers played first and some girls went crazy for them. Then it was The Besmirchers, who were much better and pretty crazy.


We then went to a fucking Best Western where they were having a crazy karaoke night. I got to meet the legendary Mark Beef and I also got to do some killer singing.