st. louis: see the world and my lady four

see the world and my lady four so kindly decided to grace me with their presence again, and it was lovely. my school schedule has been dwindling down and i ended up not having any classes scheduled for tuesday, the day of the show. so i decided to drive home to st. louis monday night and hang out there for a day or so. it was nice not having to rush off right after class and try to make it in time for the show. i got to sleep in, accomplished some homework, ate dinner with my dad and eventually headed down to cicero's. jeremy, sam and i sat outside and caught up on life for quite a while and met building rome's booking agent. turns out they actually played with building rome the night before in lawrence. [and alex from the noise fm was at the show... small fucking world, right?] he couldn't get over just how many bands i knew and how "connected" i was. it just makes me laugh because i don't even attempt to make most of these things happen, a lot of it just does because of off-handed suggestions and the fact that i go to fifty million shows. but i love it.

my lady four was third on the line up so we headed inside the venue to see them play and there was a pretty good crowd. i feel like the majority was there for them and see the world, which is good. much better than the last time they played cicero's too, so that's progress and that's what makes me happy. see the world played after them and sounded really great. they've certainly improved since i'd seen them last at the end of september. and next time they're around they'll have a drummer as opposed to laptop tracks, so that's exciting. you know it's good when you get goosebumps and 'haunted' always gives me goosebumps.

i bought some cd's, watched everyone pack up, and eventually headed home with jeremy in tow and everyone else eventually following in the van. they were very happy to have a place to stay, but unfortunately about four of the six were highly allergic to cats. apparently there's some kind of strange psychology behind the people who offer bands a place to sleep... everyone started CRACKING UP when i said i had a cat. supposedly like 78 out of the 80 houses they've slept at on tour ALL had cats, or some ridiculous number like that. seriously though, what does that mean? we got home and i gave jeremy the obligatory basement tour and we had our traditional bowl of ice cream at two in the morning. good times, let me tell you. so i ended up never really going to bed... got up at six thirty, showered, ate and everyone was packed up and headed out the door by eight. two hours back to school for me, ten hours back to minneapolis for them. probably longer considering the terrible weather. but it was a great night [rough morning] and i very much enjoyed myself. i think i said the same thing in my previous post about the see the world, but it's still so strange to me how i've only seen jeremy like three times before and sam once, and yet i feel like i've known them forever. and my lady four is such a sweet [and hilarious] group of guys; the thank you's and appreciation was never ending. it's a fact. i love band boys.

so now i'm back at school. i survived my last day of classes [and a final] on zero sleep. i have done essentially nothing today since we didn't have classes. tomorrow i will take my french final. saturday i will go to lawrence to see the noise fm's holiday show. sunday will be dedicated to finishing my last paper. and monday i will turn in said paper and head home for christmas break. i can't believe this semester is over already. and i can't believe i'm getting close to being halfway done with college. fuck.