This was one of the finest shows we ever played in terms of how we were treated. This venue had GREAT sound, an extremely friendly staff and we got the star treatment though it was our first time in Visalia. Castro's drum never sounded so incredible. I was also pleased to see that they had hung up our posters.
My cousin, a local, came to see us but she had to sneak in as she had lost her license. We felt like mischievous teenagers.
We opened for Run Run Run, a band from Los Angeles who had some good European touring under their belt. I was impressed by the wealth of material they had, and they even threw in a cover of Fade Into You. The bassist was wearing a Bradley Riot shirt, even more proof that Bradley is EVERYWHERE.
I blistered the roof of my mouth on pizza, and we were payed in a wealth of $5 bills. We talked to a LOT of people, including a ratty 'meth couple'. The guy asked what we were doing after the show. I said, "We're probably going to hang out, eat some pizza..." He did a double take and said, "Pizza?? Like mushrooms??" and then rambled about food mushrooms vs. psychedelic mushrooms and what he thought I meant. I tapered off the conversation, and continued getting people to sign the mailing list.
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