It’s 4/20 in LA. I thought between the smog and the medicinal marijuana that we’d barely be able find our way through the haze today, but the smog has held off..sort of, and I’ve not smelt a whiff of pot. Strange.
LA is one of those places that nobody seems to like, and I’ve heard countless stories about bands getting ripped off in LA, so I’ve approached it the few times I’ve been there w/ a certain amount of caution.
Our show goes pretty well, we get paid fair, the other bands on the bill are pleasant folk, and the show promoter aplogizes for the poor turnout. Maybe LA deserves a little more love. Maybe.