Let me set the scene for you It’s Monday night, I’m listening to The cure, sporting my fabulous Garfield jammies & I’m drinking some earl grey tea straight from my Ghostface mug.
I had pancakes for dinner …idk why I thought I would share that with you because breakfast for dinner is one of my favorite things.
I just got off the phone with my bestie & this foo provided me with a real neat doodle.
Where do I even begin ?
The fact that I was probably the only person sporting a denim jacket at Substance cracks me up, I stuck out like a dick on a cake. My outfit was poorly planned as you can see.
I headed to the Belasco theater about an hour before choir boy went on. I get there, and it’s at this really old timey theater, the walls are screaming with endless stories of the 1930s. (If I’m being honest with you I believe the last time I was there was to see Shannon & the clams back in October, I was intoxicated & I don’t really recall taking the time to appreciate the architecture)
The staircases, the pattern, the set up it was draculas castle meets titanic almost ?
The Belasco has got to be one of the most beautiful venues in LA. I can’t say the same for the overpriced drinks though.
As I slowly stepped foot inside looking like a lost kid on their first day of middle school & without a familiar face to approach. I made my way to the main stage where I was exposed to the red lights & the tons of people who were adorned in all shades of black, the leather skirts , the bondage belts, the berets, the Sioxsie make up. This was your typical scene in that movie love and human remains where Thomas Gibson’s character makes his way into the dive bar to find his punk lover. All the goths were on display as if ready to put on a spooky play.
I found a spot to stand in while I waited for my cousin & the Georgie. I watched as choir boy was setting up for their set. I’d be lying to you if I didn’t wish they would play
rowdy friends, that song has become a must whenever I’m getting my stuff ready in the mornings it’s a soothing song & it strongly resonates with me at the moment.
My cousin gets there and we go grab a drink only to be met with a way too familiar face from 2018 , I won’t mention his name in case he reads this, it was hilarious … awkward & just universe really?
You know ? When someone flirts so hard & just keeps the free drinks going all night…some of the stuff being said becomes cringe only to be met with I have a partner …& then it’s triple cringe !
then why say anything ? Men are weird. Am I right? The thought of dating again is mortifying. I don’t want to anymore. Do you really believe there is someone out there that you’re supposed to spend the rest of your life with?
People change, people grow …I can’t imagine. Ignore me if you’re in a happy relationship this doesn’t apply to you or anyone this is what I’m currently thinking.
I guess some of us just really have awful luck in the people we choose to open up to. The saying “you never really know someone” implies in my recent life. Any who I digress (complaining aside)
Choir boy hits the stage & the keyboards hit me like a warm blanket on the coldest night in December. Adams voice hits like the tightest hug from an old friend telling you “things are going to be ok”. They open up with “it’s over” a favorite of mine. We cheer on, and let out howls of excitement. In between songs Adam let’s out as could only be described as “the feral yelp of a rodeo clown” & we are amused. Trulys in hand, big smiles on as we sang along to “blood moon”, “leave me be” & “shatter”. We cracked jokes in between songs because why nawt? The buzz felt just right. After 45 minutes ….If it was up to me id have them play another 45 minutes. They didn’t do sweet candy this time ..in case you’re wondering I wept on the inside. We all decided to head back to the bar, where I was met with my first free drink of the night. We picked a corner to stand in, & just went on about choir boy’s set. As we were joking, from the corner of my eye, I see a man with blacked out arms, I nearly slapped both my cousin and her bf. He’s passing by he’s in a rush you can tell probably to go catch the next band, so I power walk to catch up to him & guise it was like trying to approach a cat. But long story short thanks to Georgie who called out to him I got my photo with Mr. Davey & had a brief interaction with him. I have met him a couple of times before at signings so this was nice to catch him outside of an event for any of his bands.I composed myself …I swear I really did.
My friends left shortly after that , I stayed to watch John Maus & Health,who are both incredible acts. I had seen Health before and was completely sucked in by their sound & stage presence. And the way the crowd just goes bat shit crazy for them.
I didn’t take any photos , I guess I didn’t take as many photos as I should’ve. Heck I didn’t even know where the merch tables were. I wanted to take it in as much as I could because the ticket was pricey yo! & although I like documenting , it was kinda nice to not have to worry about it. I am proud of the choir boy footage I captured. If you’d like to see head on over to @heychibibunny I have a story file under choir boy.
Here’s a random photo of one of the restrooms of the bars I ended up at afterwards…. The art was speaking my language.
I got lost in the city lights of downtown once more and stumbled upon bars I had never been to or even knew existed. I became enthralled with the pretty drinks once more. And the great experience at substance…I’ll be seeing a lot more of DTLA these days & im thrilled to explore the hidden corners.
And just like that my post comes to an end…
Be safe y’all till next time
P.s. don’t forget to hug your cat & if you’re allergic then I pity you ! Ha!
~ Chibi
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