Moonrunners was this past weekend and it was amazing. Jahsh delivered a knockout punch once again. He’s got a finger on the pulse of the music. Next year, given some of the conversations over this weekend will be of blackout, insane proportions.
I rolled up to my dude’s house to grab him for the show and I was instantly met with a few things: garbage everywhere, streets worse than New Orleans and a family out in front of their house freaking out because someone had stolen all of their rims and tires just like the movies.
I was very much back in Chicago.
The sheer amount of dead cow I consumed this weekend likely took a year off my life. So many beef sandwiches, roast beef subs from Sub City, I even had a monster burrito. SO many cheese fries, bottles of Tecate and Miller Lite. Shots of Jameson.
It was fantastic to see my family and even better they got to meet my little monster. It was a good weekend. Now, I’m ready to get back on the grind. I didn’t write a word. Batteries recharged, and hustle reignited. Must get Happy Hour released.