GZA

Exactly 11 weeks after I broke my foot and went to the Into the Wild Tour, the 64 Squares tour came to Minneapolis. The tour is GZA with Killer Mike, Sweet Valley (Nathan Williams), and Bear Hands. In preparation for the show, I drank like four or five bloody mary's at our apartment. Then we met two of our friends at the parking ramp and walked over to the show. I promptly grabbed a whiskey ginger and then Sweet Valley began to play. I am a huge fan of Wavves and had checked out Sweet Valley's newest mixtape Eternal Champ before the show. I screamed a bunch and then bought a Sweet Valley shirt with a topless girl turned away wearing high waist-ed jean shorts and facing back with a Misfits looking face. We grabbed more of the same drinks from one of the waitresses that walks through the crowd, and the exact same drinks cost us 2 dollars more? Rather drunk, I went wild for Killer Mike. There were probably two or three people between me and the rail. Between sets, one of the people we were at the show with managed to move up to the rail. His maneuver really pissed off some girl, who after yelling at him took his Das Racist Relax hat and threw it on the ground. My boyfriend has the same hat and feeling rather offended that she would do such a thing, I socked the girl in the face. Also, I fell over. Clearly not seeing it coming, she teared up and moved away in the crowd. When they picked my friends hat up, GZA actually signed it for him. During GZA's set he saw me desperately trying to reach my hand forward and he grabbed my hand specifically. It was pretty awesome. I forgot my phone in the car and was using my boyfriends to tweet at Killer Mike, who followed me after the broken foot thing, about meeting up. Apparently we got home to grab some stuff, I walked into the bedroom, and promptly fell asleep fully clothed on top of all of the blankets. That Friday morning I was almost as hungover as I was after the party bus I puked on. What a summer.