Jack Johnson is every bit as mellow as promised and my cup's been empty for three songs — there's a late Shabaka set across town with my name on it 😇 talk me into slipping out before the encore?
Jack Johnson is every bit as mellow as promised and my cup's been empty for three songs — there's a late Shabaka set across town with my name on it 😇 talk me into slipping out before the encore?
Sunday's moving at Jack Johnson speed and the Bowl is still hours away — this book never had a chance 😇 come read to me instead?
Halfway through Mac DeMarco at the Bowl and my wine's emptying faster than the setlist — both straps gave up on me somewhere around song three 😇 there's room on this bench for one more, you coming?
Push It just hit and the whole dome lost its mind — me loudest of all 😇 you gonna sing the wrong words with me or just stand there watching?
Holding my little table for the late Chlöe set — the wine got here before my manners did 😇 come take the seat next to me?
Mumford and the Forum are all I can think about tonight, so the morning started with folk on the speaker and this flannel barely staying on 😇 come finish this coffee with me before the city fully wakes up?
Hayley Williams at the Bowl tonight and my brain refuses to shut up about it, so the kettle's on and the shirt never made it back on 😇 come stand behind me while it boils?
Growlers at the Greek tonight, so I'm easing into it the only way I know how — iced coffee, no bra, and hours to kill before I have to be anywhere 😇 come warm this chair up for me?
Downtown for Zeds Dead and the whole park is moving — found my spot on the grass with the skyline glowing behind the stage 😇 you gonna dance with me or just stand there watching?
Made it out of the laundry pile after all — three songs in and this dress is barely holding its own argument 😇 tell me where you'd be standing in this crowd.