A few weeks ago, I took Meredith and a couple of her friends to the Kero Kero Bonito show. I’ll wait right here while you familiarize.
As you can probably guess, the show was adorable and high on energy (with the essence of marijuana) and I spent most of my time leaning against the parent wall thinking about how my arches hurt from standing so long. (MY ARCHES.)
Before KKB came on (let’s move backwards, shall we?) their opening band challenged my sense of hearing.
Review of Senses
Sight: Lots of club kids getting excited about Kero Kero Bonito.
Smell: Pez and Pot.
Touch: Being bumped into from people into which were bumping from other people bumping. Each other. (Just let me have that one.) Also, Arches.
Taste: Secondhand pot.
Hearing: Opening band. No idea what they’re saying. Could be a man and his wife. Maybe from Europe? None of these songs are making sense to painful-arched me. I’ll eat magpie?
To pass the time, I took out my little notebook and transcribed the lyrics I thought I heard.
I doubt my lyrics are better than theirs, but I think my lyrics are better than theirs.
Good Friday. I just ate a waffle that acted as a vehicle for strawberries and blueberries. Let the day begin.
14 thoughts on “July, and you’re phone king.”
I think I’m too old. ?
Stand facing wall, 12 inches out- remain flat footed lean in slowly toward wall, feel stretch up lower leg-good exercise for sore arches (plantar fasciitis) — people start to feel arch pain in their forties– Crocs are great for it as are thicker, inexpensive arch supports available at most drug stores. Unsolicited advise free of charge and best wishes in the year going forward.
Thanks! I definitely need to do warm-ups before I stand. (That was probably the saddest sentence I’ve ever written.)
Waiting for the band’s PR person who monitors social media mentions to get in touch and make y0u famous for this.
Still waiting. Looks like it might be a while. Shall we share some snacks?
Let’s definitely share snacks.
Me: CONCEPTION LOTION, AMIRITE?!?! *holds high-hive hand in the air*
Me: BRUH. The park! The roof! *returns that high-hive and follows up with a dip snap*
Honestly, I kind of liked it when she did her flamingo dance.
I really liked the show. She was so CUTE! And I loved when the crowd tried to sing along with the Japanese lyrics.
I’ve never heard of Kero Kero Bonito. I watched, and I have to say I’m stumped by her appeal. I personally think Journey when we were 16 was WAY cooler. In reference to your previous post. This is probably TMI…but I rode home from Gatlinburg with my parents from our senior year band trip because I had a raging yeast infection. Luckily (or not), I’d had them before, so I was able to tell some adult female that was chaperoning us what was going on so she could call my mom. I have NO CLUE who chaperoned that trip besides my parents (and we all know how people felt about my mother).
Thanks for the laugh!
This isn’t really connected to this particular post. I wanted to say that I have been a reader of yours for….well, it feels like forever. I remember Harper’s birth, if that gives you an idea.
I have never had the courage to comment before. Tonight I realized how ridiculous that actually is. So. Thank you for continuing to write all this time. I love your stories and really appreciate the care and humor in your posts. And as a parent myself, it’s been a pleasure to peripherally root for your daughters and see glimpses of them thriving (I really hope that is not creepy).
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