The final and sweatiest show of tour. We played the last show in Calabi Yau house history, surrounded by delicious BBQ, good friends, and people who just wanted to dance and have fun. It was the best possible way to end tour.
an excellent barista; a decent musician; a lazy writer who keeps buying blank journals in hopes of filling them up, but now just has a bookshelf full of blank journals; yearns to live a life of solitude in an isolated cabin in the woods; prefers the company of dogs or the internet over people.
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