This place, you guys. In an alternate universe I am living on an ostrich farm here. My heart dreams of places like this, open space as far as the eye can see and not another car in sight. But my heart also dreams of sweaty rock n roll shows and cramped urban quarters that bring out the best and the worst in people.
I need at least five lives to live out all these dreams…
This country gets into your blood. Your skin. Your soul.
We only spent a day in the Klein Karoo. I would have liked to spend much more time there. The landscape was amazing, and there was so much open space. I miss that.
Is it strange to be homesick for a place you never actually resided? I have these feelings a lot about South Africa. Maybe it’s just that the vegetation reminded me of the wild places in San Diego, but it feels like something more.
“Cause she’s an indie rocker
And nothing’s gonna stop her.”
This show was one of the best I’ve seen this year to date. I’d previously seen other Eric Bachmann projects (Crooked Fingers, solo work), but this was Archers. It didn’t hurt that this was the first show I’ve gone to with Andrew since the amazingness that was Matador at 21. We always joke that we get the best photos when we’re standing next to each other – or sitting, as was the case at this show. We managed to snag some front row balcony seats, and it was really interesting to sit above everything and watch the crowd, some of my closest friends included, go off during “Web in Front.” My usual spot is front and center with only the stage in front of me, so I don’t get much chance for audience observation at shows. Most of the time when a mosh pit breaks out, I’m at the edge of it. It’s a whole different beast looking down on it from above.
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