The CH3 Year in Review: 2010
Has it really been 365 days already?
You know that old saw about how things just keep speeding up as you grow older?
Oh sure, we’ve had our laughs.
But for the most part a year is made up of the mundane, the daily rituals that mark off one more day on this rock in the middle of this crazy cosmos, baby!
I look back on the past year and the images fly by, like a vhs porn tape pinned on fast forward until the dopey dialogue stops and the good stuff begins.
So let’s forget about the pizza guys and the lonely housewives, and get right to the money shots!!
The year began slowly enough, with a leisurely jaunt out to Phoenix for the first show of the year.
We like to start things off out of town, the better to try out the new dance moves and dye the hair while we shed that holiday weight.
The usual hilarity ensues—food, booze, and male nudity, a strangely common theme of 2010!
Onto March and House of Blues with Bad Religion. As you can see in this photo, combined age of the 2 bands is roughly equal to that of the LaBrea tar pits.
April now, and time for the first proper road work of the year, Pittsburgh and Cleveland:
Punk Rock Bowling moved to the supposedly warmer month of May this year.
June saw Mr. Lansford coming back for a visit, and a gathering of bands in a public park in Costa Mesa–the OC Slam!
What a great day that was.
Drinking out of plastic cups, eatin carnival food, getting to see an actual reunion of the goddamn Simpletones!!
Honestly, I am exhausted trying to explain the logistics of this jaunt: The nasty litigation that ensued, the trail of broken restauranteurs we left in our wake, the wound to Kimm’s head.
You can read all about it here: 2010 Summer Tour
Autumn saw a quick trip out to Vegas, and the christening of the new Shakedown Bar in San Diego.
Again, the night is marked by shameless male nudity!
Which pretty much brings us up to the recent past, the gala Christmas show at the Blue Cafe in Long Beach!
As we held the stage for one final time in 2010, we looked out and saw the faces of family and friends.
Yes, perhaps there were a few more lines in the faces of loved ones, and the hair up top thinning and gray.
But isn’t this what it’s all about, really? To travel this crazy journey together?
We’ve become older now, and yes–wiser too. We say goodbye to our raucous pasts and take our positions now as the gentle elders.
Perhaps the wild old Demons have finally been purged and we can all grow old with the quiet dignity we deserve!
This is whay we can’t have nice things!!