- Randal: I'm not going to miss what is probably going to be the social event of the season.
- Dante: You hate people!
- Randal: But I love gatherings. Isn't it ironic?
My personal goals have been put on hold due to school and work. I’m never able find the time or the energy to work on my own ‘ish. It’s kind of depressing, to be honest. One day I’m pumped and fulled of inspiration. The next I’m exhausted, mentally and physically, to the point where I don’t even want to fulfill my responsibilities as an adult. Who would’ve known growing up would be this difficult?
Still, I’m far from beaten. I’m learning to cope with the unexpected stresses of life. Slowly but surely, I’ll get to that point where I’ll be happy with myself and where I am in life.
One day, I’ll make it.
She came to me in a dream and sang to me, move west young brotha’.
One thing that stuck with me from Watsky’s set was a story he told about why performing at the Fillmore was so important to him.
Watsky used to go to the Fillmore all the time when he was a teenager. He described some of the shows he went to. Who was there. Where he watched them from. What happened during those shows. He said it has been his dream to headline the Fillmore just like all those artists he saw in his youth. A dream he finally fulfilled.
He said it’d be dope if one day somebody hit him up and told him how he inspired them to aspire to headline the Fillmore.
I’m not going to lie, I’m inspired now. Watsky made me realize that if he, a goofy and scrawny white kid, could it then I could too.
I want to headline The Fillmore, just like he did.
The Cardboard Castles Tour was the dopest concert I’ve been to in a long time. A long, long time.
Dumbfoundead and DJ Dstrukt opened up and put on a hell of a show. Dumb brought mad energy while vibing off beats Dstrukt was laying down. The thing that bothered me during his set, though, was that not very many people seemed to be digging him. I literally thought to myself, “Man, this crowd is wack as fuck.”
That changed quick once Watsky came out. Fucking Watsky. He came out with a live band and shut the place doooown. I can see why everybody was there to see him. Watsky had this energy that was contagious. I couldn’t helped by jump and shout along with everybody else, even though I didn’t know any of his songs. He definitely made a fan out of me, especially after he jumped into the crowd from the balcony.
This is one show I won’t ever forget. I mean, damn.
