Into It. Over It. aka Evan Weiss, has announced a bunch of new tour dates with Fake Problems, I Can Make A Mess, Laura Stevenson and The Cans, Mansions, Look Mexico and more! Make Sure you catch a show and request one of the 30 songs he released in the past year!
Full tour dates below, look out for additional, Spring US tour dates coming soon! SXSW March 16th: Sophistic Arts Showcase @ Red Fez - 12pm March 16th: CYLS/Topshelf Records Showcase @ Plush - 3:45pm March 19th: No Sleep Records/Atticus Black Showcase @ Red 7 - 2:55pm
w/ Look Mexico, Mansions 3/22 White Rabbit San Antonio, TX 3/23 40 Thieves Hookah Lounge Waco, TX 3/24 Here Today Gone Tomorrow Baton Rouge, LA 3/26 Spring Street Firehouse Birmingham, AL
w/ Fake Problems, Pomegranates, Laura Stevenson & The Cans 5/5 Beat Kitchen Chicago, IL 5/6 Mac’s Bar Lansing, MI * 5/7 El Mocambo Toronto, ON * 5/9 Grog Shop Cleveland, OH 5/10 Knitting Factory Brooklyn, NY 5/11 Middle East Boston, MA 5/12 The Met Providence, RI 5/13 The Mercury Lounge NY, NY 5/14 North Star Bar Philadelphia, PA 5/15 Ottobar Baltimore, MD 5/16 Local 506 Chapel Hill, NC 5/17 The Earl Atlanta, GA * 5/19 Backbooth Orlando, FL ^ 5/20 Crowbar Tampa, FL ^ 5/21 Fleischman Park Naples, FL ^
w/ I Can Make A Mess, Mansions 5/24 Grog Shop Cleveland, OH 5/25 Mac’s Bar Lansing, MI 5/26 Beat Kitchen Chicago, IL 5/27 The New Loft Madison, WI 5/28 Hartland Performing Arts Center Howell, MI (Bledfest) 5/29 House of Bricks Des Moines, IA 5/31 Off Broadway St Louis, MO 6/1 Mad Hatter Covington, KY 6/2 Smiling Moose Pittsburgh, PA 6/3 Jammin Java Vienna, VA 6/4 North Star Bar Philadelphia, PA
* = no Pomegranates ^ = w/ You Blew It (no Pomegranates)
A pair of young Floridian bands pair up to release two new songs each on our 330th feature of 2013. Fake Problems takes a slightly new turn here from their 2010 full-length, and it’s certainly for the better, while You Blew It! continues down their under-produced, twinkly path.
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“And then do you know what she did?”, irritation filled your voice with every syllable and your voice raised an octave or two.
“I have no idea, but I am sure you are about to tell me.”, your boyfriend responded a smirk forming on his lips.
You have been venting about one of your co-workers for the last 15 minutes. You haven’t even removed your coat, and your keys were still dangling from where they are hooked over your ring finger. You boyfriend had worked from home today, so he was dressed comfortably in jeans and a t-shirt. He had finished up for the day, and was sitting on the couch reading, when you burst through the door like a ball of fury.
“She went to her boss and took all the credit for the process improvement, I have been writing a proposal for since Monday.”, you were almost in tears. This is a huge money saving idea, which is going to save your company enough money to save 3 people their jobs. One of them to be saved is your thieving co-worker.
“Can’t you just go to your boss with the proposal and explain somehow, that your co-worker got the same idea?”, he offered back calmly. “l mean, if your written proposal is done and she hasn’t written anything, it would seem that she would have a hard time explaining how you have a well written and researched proposal and she doesn’t have anything.”, he continued.
“Yeah, I guess. But I don’t want to look like a whiny bitch and tattle tale, to my boss.”, running your hand through your hair. A nervous habit you have had since you were a little girl.
Your boyfriend laughs, because he has seen this move a thousand times. He always teased that you would never be a good poker player, because you would either run your hands through your hair, bite your tongue, or run your index finger along your bottom lip.
“Don’t laugh at me!”, you say in a tone just shy of a yell.
“I’m not laughing at you. I just think your cute and I had a bet with myself to see which of your tells were going to show up first.”, he smiled at you.
That was all it took for the stress of the day to begin to melt away. You smiled back at him as you began to run your index finger along your bottom lip. “So what do you want to do tonight”, you ask changing the subject.
“Well first, I want you to finish telling me about your day, then I am going to order some take-out. Then we are going to sit here on this couch, and I am going to make you forget about your whole day.”, he smiled back at you, his arm resting on the back of the couch, his arm bent so that he could rest his head on his hand.
You knew that smile. It had saved you from many a terrible day, work or after conversations with your demanding Mother or perfect sister.
“Go change your clothes and meet me back here in 15 minutes”, he winked at you as he got up and walked to the drawer, which held all of the carry out menus. “What sounds good tonight?”, he yells to you in the bedroom.
“Um, I don’t care. Either pizza or Chinese, or that Italian place we like down the street.”, you answer back.
“Okay, then I pick the Italian place.” “Do you want your usual?”
“Yes, please!” “And some extra garlic bread.”
As you pull on your favorite long sleeve t-shirt, you hear him on the phone placing the order.
You walk out and he is already back on the couch, in the same position you found him almost a half an hour ago. You are now dressed in your favorite navy blue fleece pants and a grey t-shirt and a pair of fuzzy socks. You plop yourself down next to him and he places a protective arm around you, pulling you tight against him. You let your head drop between his chest and shoulder, and breathe in his spicy scent.
“The food will be ready in an hour”, he whispers into your hair as he plants a kiss on your forehead.
“I’m sorry about earlier.”, you begin, “How was your day?”, you ask as you move your head onto his arm, so that you can look at him.
He turns his head back to you and smiles. “Well, today was fine and uneventful. But this evening is looking better and better.”, he pulls you tighter to him and kisses you. “Like I said, we have an hour until the food is ready and we have to walk down and get it. The delivery person called in sick tonight.”
“Oh, well do you want to start a movie then or just wait until we have the food?”
“I think we should wait on the movie. But I can think of something else we could do to take your mind off of your day.”, he kisses you again and leans against you while turning his body toward you. You smile as his arm slides away from your shoulder as his body weight pushes you over onto your back. Resting on his forearms, his face is inches from yours and he smiles more broadly as he leans in for another kiss.
“So, any ideas how to fill an hour until the food is ready?”, he asks again wiggling his eyebrows up and down as you laugh.
“Hmmmm…. Not really, but I am starting to get some ideas.”, you smile back as you pull him down for another kiss.