Hey party people!
Yesterday Funky Dave, Ian & Erlend went on a Talib Kweli concert downtown to the gossip night club.
Was a really nice conert, and they had amazing opnening bands. I have to say… local hip hop is amazingly cool.
My favourite opnening band: Boombox Saints
They reminded me a little of Run DMC with their rapping style and vibe, yet, with a lot of funky rythm! And they had a lot of energy on the stage!
This is a video from the concert, unfortunately, the sound is of awful quality:
Still, Talib Kweli rock’d the house as well. He did some amazing freestyling bout Vancouver and did his thing. Nice concert I have to admit.
However… we got out the club at 1:30ish in the morning. We didnt know where the next bust stop was, so we were staggerin round vancouver to find west hastings, which is the road where our bus passes by. We found the street, and there were two bus stations: one where the 135 stops, and one hwere the nightbus, the N35 stops. They were 15-20 second run apart from each other but, the 135 stop was closer to the bus if he came.
I figured: if the bus comes around the corner, and it is the N35, we still got enough time to run to the other bus stop, becasue of the bad weather we ould not be able to do it vice versa.
But Ian and Erlend didn’t listen to me, cuz the 135 stop was roofed. And of course, after an hour of waiting… the 135 bus passed us… of course… cuz why should we think logical… whatever…
We had to wait an hour more for the N35 to arrive, and got approached by at least 10 homeless people trying to sell weed, an electric shaver, a jesus statue and other weired things. That’s West-Hasting Street…
And it was raining like hell! I was wearing my chucks and my feet were wet. That is why appreciated being home at 4 in the morning even more, and I even met a girl on the bus, who went also to the concert.
In a nutshell, another adventure… It didn’t kill me, but made me stronger!
Greetings to Germany!