Day 07: A Song that Reminds You of a Certain Event

I must say, this one was glaringly obvious. Without any further ado...

Seeing Neutral Uke Hotel on June 19th at the Painted Lady for NXNE 2010. Neutral Uke Hotel is a ukelele cover band of one of my favourite bands of, life Neutral Milk Hotel. In fact, if you listen closely, you can hear me screaming at at 2:46 and again at 2:49. This was one of the best nights in my life, and dare I say, Rochelle's life too (I dragged her with me, you see).









From "the taste of Italy" and Nutella crepes and Claudio singing "Eh Cumpari" to chugging down beer the "real way" to singing along to  "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea", which is one of the most beautiful albums of life to....

Sean (puppy dog, "he is so sad", no hugs)
Alex and Tyler (that crazy picture that I completely forgot happened)
"What's your passion?" guy
Hippie Bouncer who kept kissing my hand and calling me baby
Hippie Bouncer's awesome sister who is me in 30 years, apparently
Chris Ritchie, K-Fed, Nirvana meets Beatles
Bartender who could read my beer tastes and gave me awesome beer
MARLON! Yes, that name deserved all caps. Check out "Freeman Dre and the Kitchen Party". Sweet sweet herpes Marlon, with his party and the fact that he kept coming back.
Marlon's friend Ewan, penis origami
Herpes beer and pouring it in some random's glass
Tattoo sleeve nice guy
American boys (Derek Fabian? Remember that fake name?)
English "beermuff" guy
NIPPLE TASSLE STRIPPER! Yes, that needed caps too. Oh, and the Mexicans that were paying her!
Dakota Tavern bouncers! Ginger and brown guy (who I was apparently dating?)
Some people I don't remember but I was hanging off of them ... apparently.
Magic streetcars, on which I leave my jacket but then remember them.
Magic jacket, which chooses to explode money at the subway.
Magic subway, in which we always manage to somehow make the very last train, even when said jacket chooses to explode money.
Vlogging on said subway.
Dropped cell phones in front lawns and breaking into cars to open garage doors so I can go home and sleep.
Epic nights with Rochelle.
Epic nights with me. Because, yes, I am quite epic.


Cheers!