This morning I woke up with a cookie in my pocket…crumbs in my jacket and was at a loss for where I left my 3 am chicken finger leftovers. My cat spends all day licking a stuffed fuzzy banana like it's her pet. And the radio only plays static noise or classic music with horns. These are my mornings. My nights are similar yet on an amplified level with additives such as dancing, various misbehaviors and better music. Between the monthly metal night, Thunderfuck, the EDM eccentricity of Leather and my return to Tigerbeats, the best indie party to boot, my week was wild nights and whacky mornings. I think I need lots of hot water and lemon as a boost for mental clarity and hydration since I'm surviving on double sized expressos. With WMC and festival season on the horizon, things are about to go next level when it comes to hectic. I'm pretty excited to focus on some different festivals this season and get a little time in the southern sunshine. Plus, the new Shadowscene tee-shirt collection is about to debut on top of our spring time mix just in time for the changing seasons. Everything's coming up roses…with a wonderful side of peanut butter cookie crumbs.
Everythings coming up roses….with a wonderful side of peanut butter cookie crumbs.