I'm A Roadie

I went out with a couple of friends last night and I think I've convinced them to let me be a roadie for them during their performance at the Cine Las Americas benefit. These are the kids from Maneja Beto. I heard them play on Friday for the first time and it was pretty damn cool. They sang this fantastic version of Carabina 30/30.

Also playing at the fundraiser for Cine Las Americas will be Charanga Cakewalk and Los Skarnales. It should be a pretty damn good show.

Anyway, back to my story. I asked if I could be a roadie and I think it was agreed that I could be: "as long as you show up early enough."

Meeting new people is pretty fun, especially when they're funny as hell. I went out with Nelson, Patrick, Alba, Alma and Will (he played in the Frank Sinatra-esque band we listened to) who hung for a while. All of them are part of Maneja Beto (except Alma), so I think there was a Quorom about letting me be a roadie.

Patrick told a story about sitting on a toilet at work and the damn thing breaking off the wall. Holy smokes that was funny stuff. I guess you'd have to listen to him telling it. He said he was on the floor, in the bowl, pants down, stunned. A couple of seconds later as he's trying to get up, the pipes burst and he gets shalacked in the back of the head with the streaming water. Oh man, it was funny. What was my point? Oh yea, I'm a roadie and meeting new people is fun.