Saturday June 23 2018


Waking up at 11 a.m.

Ana made us Waffles and Coffee.

Teaching some afternoon lessons at Music Makers.

Leftover Spaghetti with Kale, Carrots, and Sourdough Toast.

Ana and I set out on our bikes to the oceanfront for a fun-filled day of music. The Psychedelic Weenie Roast is happening at The Shack on 8th Street. It’s the event’s debut. Zach, guitarist of Snake Mountain Revival, put this whole thing together with helping hands. It takes a village...

Ladada was supposed to play but Josiah is busy proposing to Bianca in Japan. Will meets up with us. With his short board and our bikes we ride from up and down tourist filled Atlantic Avenue catching a peek at the DEJA show on 17th where I was also supposed to play but Eric Vetterick is filling in instead. We spot Rob Oliver and Joe McMurray along the way. Ana gets us to go to an ice cream sandwich shop. Will and I enjoy some ultra sweet desserts but Ana declines for some reason. Even though we’re all having a good time she sometimes has anxiety. I notice this but try to attack it with humor and lightheartedness. 

Back at the Weenie Roast. The Shack is bumping with all kinds of people. There’s so much going on. It’s like a huge backyard with corn hole, giant Jenga blocks, basketball pong, foosball, swings, etc. Enjoying some Black Bean Tacos and an Orange Crush. Meanwhile, the inside venue we watch amazing talented bands like Broken Beaches, Invisible Landscapes, and of course the all encompassing Snake Mountain Revival with their authentic psychedelic rock n’ roll and artists manning the overhead projector with colored inks spinning in a clear bowl creating the ultimate visual experience over the band.

Back home after a long day. Ana and I discuss her troubles with being in big groups and how it affects her emotionally. Everybody struggles with living in their own realities even though everything on the outside might be fine.

Sleep 3:30 a.m.

[i] Images by me.

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