Aaron Takes Pictures!


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I honestly cannot imagine what it must feel like to be a woman and deal with male gaze and weird dudes on a regular basis.  At the show tonight there was some guy taking lots of photos with his phone.  It was obvious he was there alone, I was also there alone.  At one point I was watching tv and we made eye contact and he smiled at me.  I immediately had that sense that “oh shit, he’s going to come talk to me.”  He walked over and just stood next to me against the wall.  After a few minutes he made some sort of comment like “what did you think of that first band,” typical small talk nonsense.  I fielded a couple of his questions like “what’s the name of the next band,” “where are they from,” and “are you here with a band or just hangin’ out?”  I don’t know if these were attempts to pick me up or to be friendly, regardless it was annoying and I wanted to be left alone.  I just kept saying “I don’t know,” to other questions and he eventually stopped talking and walked away.  

Maybe I’m just an asshole, but I didn’t feel the need to make small talk.  I guess that’s how you make friends, but something about the whole thing was really off-putting.  This is why I don’t leave the house very often, I hate other people.

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Not only is “punk time” really dumb but smoking in bars is fucking gross. I stood inside for 10 minutes and no one was even smoking and I already stink.

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When I lived in South Philly before I lived around the corner from AVA House.  I went to the first show there and never went back because it was incredibly smokey and it felt like the floor was going to collapse the entire time.  But I saw The Menzingers and Algernon Cadwallader play there which was cool.  

*Interesting trivia: The guy in the Madball shirt in the Menzinger photos is currently serving 46 - 92 years in prison for murder.

Filed under the menzingers algernon cadwallader

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Maybe this summer I’ll go through my hard drive and post tons of old photos because there’s some great stuff, I just don’t have time right now to mess with such things.

In the meantime, here’s Tigers Jaw and Man Overboard at the 1619 House in Williamstown, NJ

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I stood for a minute and smelled these. Had a weird sensory flashback to being in pre-school and refusing to step in green tempera to make footprints on paper bags. The sense of smell is weird. Or I’m just weird.