from 2k7-2k9 my friends and i would spend every weekend at this place in west covina called ports o'call bedroom (it was the poolhouse behind my friend jon’s parents house.) some really great bands played everyday of every weekend and sometime during the week. it was a genuinely fun place and sometimes i miss it and i miss the friends i had there and the bands and getting drunk on sparks and spending the entire next morning vomiting because sparks was actually probably just battery acid. that was a great time in my life.
i hope people here remember it. if you do, we’ve probably met.