RS Road Journal #3

Day 5 – Omaha, Nebraska
We got the venue, a place called Sokol underground, a little before doors opened. This venue was awesome. The layout was really cool. It had a perfect stage and a lot of room for merch, which saved me the hassle of trying to shove everything into a little corner or something. I felt pretty good aside from the long drive. Something about staring out into an open field and being able to see for miles is pretty calming. So the first band comes on and they were horrible. Two singers, one pea sized dude and some big doofus, one doing high and one doing low. That ended quickly, thank god. An old friend caught my eye and it kinda caught me off guard. It turns out Signs of Hope was also on this show so I got to hang out with Paul for a bit. Great dude. SoH just released a new EP that’s definitely worth checking out. Skipping ahead to Let Down’s set, I’d like to delve deeper into the stage persona that Bob acquires. At this show he kicked a dude in the chest and ran around at a rapid rate. This dude reminds me of a pissed off raptor on stage, if I hadn’t spoken to him aside from seeing him at a show, I’d think he was out of his mind. I’m liking this band more and more as this tour goes on, their new record is outstanding. Anyways we started a chant that went something along the lines of a sports team chant like “Lets go Phillies *clap*clap*clapclapclap*” except it went “Letdown Straight Edge *clap*clap*clapclapclap*” Needless to say, Bob absolutely hated it, so we’ll be doing it as much as possible from here on out. After the show, we stayed at this dudes crib for a couple hours, got as much sleep as we could, and left around 7 am for the 8-hour drive ahead to Denver, Colorado.


Day 6 – Denver, Colorado
We got into town pretty early, so we headed to Dave’s friend Memphis’ house. He had just returned from Europe the day before and was heading out for two months again with his band Death Before Dishonor. Completely awesome guy. He had a really cool dog named Spaghetti that kept me entertained for awhile. It was at this point that I really caught the grasp of Dave’s love for dogs. While watching Reno 911 I looked over to see Dave in an intense make out session with Spaghetti showing no signs of coming up for air. We left to get to the venue, the underground. The venue itself was pretty cool, lots of graffiti and plywood. The show started off real slow, not too many people. We played soccer outside until the show started. I gotta say im probably the worst athlete in the van. I looked like an idiot. Once Letdown came on kids started coming. When RS played the room filled up and the show ended up pretty well. We found out the Twin Falls, Idaho show the next day was cancelled, and after searching for a house and failing, we realized we had a 20-hour drive to Washington, but we had two days to do it. We slept over Memphis’ place, and hung out around Denver for the day. When we left, we got some lunch and hit the road. On the way out we were stuck and traffic and saw a waterpark called Water World on the right off of the interstate. Klint and I got out of the van to scope out the sneaking in possibilities. We came up with a few feasible plans, but we didn’t think anyone else would be willing to try them. We walked up to the entrance to check admission prices. Too high. As we’re about to give up, Klint decided to barter a bribe with the dude working the gate. The Dialogue went something like this.
Dude: Tickets?
Klint: Oh, we don’t have those.
Dude:…
Klint: So, we’re from Philadelphia, and broke. There’s about six of us. Do you think if we threw you like 20 dollars would you let us in?

Dude: haha, okay.
Klint: Fuck yeah
We ran to the van and collected the others. I put on my newly acquired swim trunks and it was on. We only had an hour until the park closed so we ran as fast as we could to each slide. What really made this trip was Jay’s sparkly purple Speedo. Un-fucking-believable. All of the slides were great. After the park we started the inevitably sucky drive to Washington. We’re currently in some mountains about an hour or two outside of Denver. This road is not ready for the Supreme Team.