The show went well. We played at this Mexican restaurant/bar, Casa del Sol, right below our apartment on Friday night. I think one of my favorite moments was actually during soundcheck, when we were playing to people that were just finishing their dinner and (I would have guessed) not intending to stick around for this rock band that was about to take the stage. We played “Now I Know,” which is just, a catchy, disco-dance-y head nodder of a tune and, we really got peoples’ attention. They gave us a nice earnest round of applause. Sometimes I get a little down about the fact that we’re playing in the band’s hometown, if even maybe just “for now,” and getting compliments from friends and family, which are nice, but not objective… so this felt pretty good. Anyways, the rest of the show went well. We’d been practicing all week and it showed (except for “Loneliest Motel,” heh).
Raging party afterwards at our apartment…
…I am starting to learn what my criteria for a good party is, and I think at the top of the list is dancing to Jamiroquai with a small group of people. With some MJ thrown in. Hell yeah.
I also did my first keg stand(s).
Sunday, I played tennis for the first time in, years. Beautiful day for it. Adam and I drove down to the courts by the Hudson and played a (wimpy) 45 minutes, then Mateus and I met up with Roberta and Ines later that afternoon at the pool where Ines lifeguards and swam and hung out there until dinner time. We got to talking about tacos, and good beer, and I started preaching the word of Magic Hat #9, and… boom, the idea for a taco night was born. It had been a while since the last one, in Worcester… months!
Playing cards and looking cool... by the pool.
Boats on the Hudson.Mateus and I went shopping and went right to work when we got back. We had just cleaned the apartment that morning… the girls got dressed up… jazz and salsa music playing… it had a real dinner party vibe to it. Roberta’s impromptu black bean, cheese, and scallion concoction was amazing. And finally I was drinking Magic Hat out of the Magic Hat pint glass and not Natty Ice. I’m still buzzing from it all Monday morning. I felt like, “is this really allowed on a Sunday night?” We hosted a pretty damn nice evening, Mateus and I, if I do say so myself.
Roberta and hippie Phil.
(and for those that know me and my taco-eating history, no, I definitely didn’t break any records)
It feels so good to be making something of my weekends like this. This is a reflection of a few things… being out of school and not having homework, the fact that Nyack is a “cooler” town than Worcester, Waltham, or Concord, but also definitely because of the full time job. If the downside of being the only one in the apartment in such a situation is the clashing of sleep and party schedules, the upside is the contrast I personally get to appreciate between work week and weekend. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m not getting much sleep, but I am having fun. And I’m 23 so that’s o.k. for now. ☺
Also, P.S., just so “everyone” knows, due to my neurotic organizational nature, I’ll be posting some pictures from past shows, the wedding, etc., in the post I originally talked about those events. So uh, keep scrolling down. Cool.
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