Haight Street Fair, San Francisco, 09/14/09
The following review demonstrates all the pitfalls of blogging straight out of one’s personal journal, but it is what it is…maybe I’ll be more discreet, next time.
“I was hanging out at Tartine, admiring all the pretty girls when I get a call from Fran who is
heading over to SubMission to set-up and so I wander over, say Hi to Chris and Kimi but the boys had already dropped off their stuff and I make my way to Beauty Bar and then Benders looking for them and I have a beer at Benders and watch the end of the Lakers game with the Magic, and they are good, and win in dramatic fashion thanks Kobe, and Fran calls me to tell me to grab the amp he’d left there downstairs and the guy behind the bar gives me a hard time and an attitude for leaving an amp here until I tell him I was just picking it up for my idiot friend and then he is really cool and just lets me grab it without any more stupid questions or remarks.
Watched the end of the game and ran the amp over to the place and helped them with their sound which was key, and they actually sounded good except there was nothing to be done about the crappy Yamaha monitor() but what the hell? Talked to Kimi and waited it out and I was getting texts from Emma and Christine and I had the word out to some my girls but it was monochromeblue Chistin who showed up, tasting like salt from the ocean, I think she really wanted me to taste her, which I did, and then we took a series of amazing pictures of the guys until she had to leave and didn’t even stay for their set because she’s such a morning person. Hmm.. It was nice to see her and she was really quite attractive and not nearly as whacked out as I remembered and she gave me a hard time for not being over my ex and how there was a third way, she said, just be patient with someone and it might happen naturally. Wow, I had to think about that and she knew she’d told me something really obvious but clearly not in my bailiwick and when she went she stood there and wanted me to kiss her and all I do is lick her neck again and say goodbye.
Francisco played, some drag queens did lip-sink, there was a really cool Sitar player that came out naked with her nipples on fire, Alexis with whom I talked later and she said she really wanted to get in touch with me about something so I gave her my card, and she had an amazing body which I could see all of and I really wish I’d taken more pictures because she was so cool it was damn near perfect and her little nymphs were funny riding around on in-line skates and capes as she played and she had an amazing attitude which came out later in some great photos.
Chris and Kimi played in their new joint, We are of Atlantis, and they rocked the 60s jams like Airplane and Janis. Kimi Recor, also of Lilofee, can belt it out, but I’ve heard her voice on more fragile material and prefer it. She’s got a lot of smoke and mirrors in those lungs and she should use ‘em.
Afterparty at Beauty Bar where Kimi played awesome 60 70s funk hits and it was a true blast. I took one of the best pictures I’ve ever taken, of Chris sitting at the bar looking badass. Francisco stole the girl I had my eye on, a tall brunette that stuck to him like fly on shit and that was that. He had no place to go because KT had one more night to go before she leaves for the Isle of Man. He was standing around looking forlorn and love (couch) starved.
I walked up Cumberland street and I was mad at the ex for not calling me or texting to confirm anything about today. I considered texting her a nasty thing about being nice, or something sarcastic, but when I saw her car parked in front of her house I couldn’t do anything but mope and pine and pick a red rose for the windshield wiper.
She thanked me for it first thing in the morning and she apologized for not calling. Fran said something really stupid too, but he apologized. It really goes a long way. We’re all dooshes, and it’s good to recognize that once in awhile, because we’re all awesome too…yet imperfect and working on it. Like these cool folks…”
Fuck yeah! Psychedelic rock in the foggy trees.