Playlist Spotify Link:FY90s Mixtape2
- Returning the Screw - Fugazi
- Hope Your Dreams Come True- Daisy Chainsaw
- Turnaround - Nirvana
- East 1999 - Bone Thugs-N-Harmoney
- Deathwish - L7
- Who Shot Ya - The Notorious B.I.G.
- Unfair - Pavement
- Why Bother? - Weezer
- Shoop - Salt-N-Pepa
Hey Tumblr World,
This is Wesley again from the band Suburban Living doing a guest post on my buddy FY90s blog. If you missed last months installment, here’s the low down: I’m posting monthly mix tapes on here with all of my favorite 90s ONLY tracks accompanied with funny/cool stories. Here’s my 1st funny tour story for you:
Last year we did this pretty DIY tour of the east coast before we did a festival in Japan. It was nearing the end of the tour with a rad show in Raleigh with a ton of friends of ours. We had somehow lined up a spot to crash that night after the show through a friend of a friend (a person I had never met before though). So I texted the girl who was letting us crash at her house, let her know we were on our way, typed in the address into the GPS and we were on our way. After a 2am stop at Taco Bell we rolled up to the house. Our host had instructed us that her and her roommates would be asleep, but the door would be unlocked and to let ourselves in and we could crash in her living room. I told my bandmates to be mindful and try and be quiet on the way in (but in all honesty, how quiet can 5 grown ass dudes be rolling into a house at 2am with sleeping bags, pillows, luggage, etc). We did our best.
So we walk into the house, there’s an empty keg in the living room and tbh that’s a clear sign that this is definitely our host’s house cause she’s in college and holds shows at her house. We’re trying to be as quiet as we can. Anyways we eventually all snug up on couches and floors in our sleeping bags and pass out in their living room. All is well and normal.
At 7am I wake up on a couch to a light being turned on in the living room we’re all sleeping in. There’s a skinny college kid standing in front of us who says “Ummm who are you all and what are you doing in my house?” I assume that this is our host’s roommate who didn’t know we were staying with them, I semi hungover and exhaustedly mutter
“guhhhh uhhh mmmmmm hmmmmm Caity….We know Caity….uhhh Caity said it was cool we stayed here”
I wipe my eyes and look at him as he says “Uhhhhh you’ve got the wrong house. Get out.”
My band and I proceed to pack up all of our belongings and hustle outside. I check my GPS and realize I had typed in the wrong address. And that’s how I broke and entered a college house on tour and stayed at someones house for free.
Oh yeah, and we drank all of their water in their Britta filter pitcher and didn’t refill it.
5 3 mediums, 1 large, and 1 XL of these left if you want one (FREE SHIPPING ON U.S. ORDERS) I need to raise some fast cash for my movie:
you’ve got a friend in me // randy newman
some other folks might be a little bit smarter than i am
bigger and stronger too, maybe
but none of them will ever love you the way i do
it’s me and you, boy
this goes SO hard…