Last Saturday I had a photography show in Pomona I had curated, and to my delight I found out a band, Rumspringa, was playing the same night right down the street. Now I have attempted to see Rumspringa on multiple occasions, but my plans always fell through. This was meant to be, I’m in Pomona already for an art show and conveniently their show goes on after my art show is over, AND my friend Liz Cazbah was going to be coming to the art show as her boyfriend was a participating photographer. The stars were aligning for this night.

After we closed up the record store Liz Cazbah, Ol’ D.K, and I headed over to the BBQ joint the show was being held at. We had dinner on the fly and fueled the night with lots of tasty beers on tap. I love hanging out with Liz Cazbah and Ol’ D.K! One they are hilarious and two they are hilarious. We discussed my disgust of the term “I’m just not ready for a serious relationship”, and as Liz Cazbah described it, that saying should always be translated into “Don’t take this personally, I think you’re totally bitchn, but I’m sort of really busy right now and don’t think I can take on any more friends…” (Ok maybe you had to be there) But I love Liz Cazbah and Ol’ D.K, she even full out dances with me. Arms flailing, hips shaking, we have a good time. I even felt compelled to tell a band member of one of the opening bands that the two of us slow dancing together was in no way mocking the music, but really enjoying it.

The last time I went to a show with Liz Cazbah and Ol’ D.K, I ended up staying up REALLY late and being insanely tired the next day. (Side note: I did not even stay up late with them; they just seem to be catalysts for awesomeness). Well this time they still remained a catalyst. After Rumspringa’s set I was encouraged to go up and say hello, which I did, starting to chat with the singer and drummer about music and mutual friends; Liz Cazbah and Ol’ D.K. decided to call it a night. But I continued talking, taking until I walked away from an amazing night of conversation at 3:30am to pass out at home 4:30am. Hanging out with the band after the show, the band I have been trying to see for over 2 years and conveniently has a show right down the street from me in Pomona, I really did say at 3:30am “ok well this is enough partying like a Rock Star for me, I’m going home to sleep”.

I feel I’m very much a person that lives in the moment, go with opportunities that present themselves and when I do that, it always ends up being an amazing night. But I do like to sleep, and I can say I have no desire to be a Rock Star.