Yesterday we drove 6 hours from Tuscon AZ to Chula Vista CA. From there we met Reney and Carlos from TJ and walked over the border with guitars and some merch.
First Hofacker had to get to the bottom of why it was so fucking gorgeous out.
This gas station where we had this little photo op had every single fucking Arizona I have ever seen.
In the Starbucks right before we crossed over I saw this puzzling scene. The guy on the far left was talking to his girlfriend or wife about how much he missed her pussy. The biker totally caught me taking a picture, and the last guy was like a super stylish business man.
This is what I was talking about earlier. Literally made it in without so much of a sidewase look from the "guard".
There were discount drug stores literally everywhere we went. They sold some pretty wild shit that is perscription only in the states.
I don't know how well you can see it at all but there was a huge spray painted swastica on the resevior embankment. Intense.
We saw the very rare Mexican zebra. I feel so lucky.
They took us to this taco place for food, and molly just had one thing to say.
The venue was an old pharmacy that rented out their upstares to promoters and people for live music.
This is my favorite part about going somewhere new. They had all kinds of new flavors of chips and drinks, and Coke Light.
I haven't seen these at home, but powerade may be different here.
These translated to litle black boys. I guess they are like chocolate twinkies.
We got Kinder Eggs because I remember them from when I was a kid andthey stopped making them in America because some moron ate the toy and choked on it.
I got a little devil in my egg. Awesome.
I will say onething aout playing a Mexican mosh metal show, every single kid goes off for every song. Unless you're from Chicago IL.
This guy fucking stopped to talk to hofaker, Hofacker bailed, so he talked to me and Mahrinah, Mahrinah bailed so I was leftwith this fucking psycho who just got down plowing a hooker.
Speaking of hookers, I didn't see a single god dam one. All I have ever heard about this place was drug wars, donkey shows, and hot prostitutes. Didn't see any evidence of any of them. Very disappointing.
Show ended, we were driven back to the border and crossed over. Later in line we saw that SAME fucking guy who was talking to Hofacker and I for a while, but we ignored him.
Were staying in San Diego tonight and playing two shows tomorrow in Riverside and Sab Bernedino. Later.
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