We wrote a new original! And covered many awesome musicians, including the wonderful sex-god, John Mayer. I am going to be bitchy and not post these new songs up on soundcloud, youtube or similar, because I would very much like you to come and hear them LIVE at Emerge. Do it.
We also played last week at a friend's freak-themed party. Very fun and wild and crazy. As is my life.
I am wrapped in CAUTION tape, a la Gaga.
Also, on the way to Rob's place today, which took about fifty hours because he lives somewhere around the equator, there were lots of odd people out to play.
I will add that this is the same bus as the winking-child-bride-man incident.
Weird people included two guys in ripped jeans who had a whole conversation consisting of "mdfffyeahmmfffhhmm" and grunts, lots of elderly ladies in weird hats, a bus driver who welcomed me with "Kate! Climb aboard!" and ... wait for it... THE IRRELEVANT UMBRELLA.
It was not raining today. It was not threatening to rain today. It was sunny, but not hot because a) it is winter and b) it was 9 a.m. There was not a glare.
WHY WERE YOU HOLDING AN UMBRELLA OVER YOUR HEAD, SMALL ASIAN WOMAN? WHY?
There was no rain! Or sun! WHAT.
Also, we stopped off at a garage sale and I bought a typewrite! For $2! SCORE. I have no idea how to use it, but it's awesome.
I bought a picnic basket too, complete with checkered table cloth and everything. So I was walking through the city holding a massive flowery bag full of cables and microphones, a type-writer and a picnic basket. I actually quite enjoyed the looks I got from people. I felt even indie-er than Zooey Deschanel, Angus Stone and this guy.
Cool.
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