I uploaded all these photos backwards, so the beginning is the end and the end is the beginning. Can you dig it?
Marcell and Nisan sharing a milk shake over a life saving breakfast. An adorable diner in the desert who’s name I cannot remember, was the perfect spot to recoup before heading back towards the sea. If you’d like to know, I had a malt and french toast for breakfast because I was feeling five.
The hotel was some super fancy shit that Marcell and I gambled for on priceline and ended up winning 🙂 It was Nickelodeon spring break so the pool was fully stocked with screaming children and a slime machine. The day before we had margaritas, but that comes later…
Not sure if it was the Nickelodeon shanagans or the overwhelming amount of high school kids that go to Palm Springs and then sneak into this hotel, but we had to wear these sweet wrist bands the whole time like it was Mazatlan your senior year.
The show on Saturday night at Oasis Bar was the last stop on the Hello Evening tour. I was happy to be present and I found the desert and it’s people to be most enjoyable. The crowd was warm and stylish, and the bands that accompanied Hello Evening were well worth the trip out there.
The charming young men to the left and right of Nisan playing guitar and bass were kind and talented enough to fill in for the evening as the other members of their band seemed to be, well, not there. After listening to the record, and practicing with Kevin and Nisan for a simple 30 minute acoustic session, the boys from the desert held their own on stage. It was an incredible set, and I an amazing way for them to close this tour.
We were in our good friend Stevens home town who had booked this show, and invited all the lovely patrons. The only thing that matched their hometown hospitality was their style. I will be biting off some digs from those boys and girls. Big Thanks 🙂
Semi Sweet is not only full of some of my favorite people, but also my favorite songs. Cassie mentioned during her set a music video they made this winter in which we all got drunk on a Monday inside Detroit Bar wearing masks… wait, I lost the point. I love Semi Sweet. I love the song sleazy. Every time I see them they improve, and I was so happy they made the drive out for this show. I do hope you guys had as much fun as we did.
While I mentioned the bar served wine coolers, I did not mention what they didn’t serve. Alcohol. A bar, a biker bar… did I mention that part? It was a biker bar and there were some serious chicks in there that I would never mess with. Anyway, they didn’t serve alcohol. The serious looking bartenderinforms me after about 30 minutes that she has some homemade whiskey sour I can have. Questionable? Yes. It lived in a glass jar at the end of the bar with slices of lemon inside. I said, “Por que, No?” and she served me up the meanest two dollar whiskey sour this girl has ever had.
Before the show Marcell, Sean, and I went in search of dinner, preferably in the form of tacos or burritos. We found El Table on the iphone. I had essentially, cheese and three dollar margaritas in bud light glasses. I am always surprised to see what I look like in pictures I didn’t know were being taken. Like this one. I wonder what I could possibly be thinking about so seriously at a place like that.
This isn’t where we went, or where we started. It was painted on a huge wall at the dog hotel before we left and I thought it was so odd because we weren’t in Cambria then either… maybe I’m missing something. Most likely.