UCLA was crackin.
The kids tried to kill us though, not too happy about that... They took us in small rooms and fed us uncomfortable amounts of plastic bottled vodka and Milwaukee's Best and then our performance stage was a raised edge of a mount overlooking concrete. Bad combinations. Luckily there was a protective layer of drunken sorority girls dancing in front of us in case we fell...
All our people from LA came through which was nice, cops shut down the frat mid show (which is understandable, you could hear us for about a mile radius). A troop of security called the "Extreme Greeks" escorted everybody out and we made fun of them and cracked "buy muscle milk" jokes until they turned our mics off (gotta keep the sponsors happy).
After that we went to Nicky's in Venice Beach, our driver got pulled over and proceeded to pass about 20 minutes of rigorous DUI testing ("are they making him stand on one foot and translate english to spanish?") then we ate at Bossanova and its all some kind of blur but luckily Senbad seems to know LA like the back of his hand.
On to the next one, got a show Sunday then Tucson with LMFAO next week!
