Nine holes in this heat and the first thing I did when I got home was start peeling. You wanna help me finish?
Nine holes in this heat and the first thing I did when I got home was start peeling. You wanna help me finish?
Her songs get under my skin before the first note even lands — Lucy Dacus at the Bowl and the hills are going gold behind me. I can't sit still. You wanna be the reason I can't?
CTRL+ALT+DEL is bringing 2006 back to Long Beach and Miguel hasn't even hit the stage yet. Already soaked through and the night's just starting — you wanna come find me in the crowd?
Goodfellas on a wall between the headstones and I can't decide if the movie or the setting is more cinematic. The credits are about to roll and nobody here wants to go home. You ever stay somewhere past the ending?
Can't sleep and this book isn't helping — every chapter puts a worse idea in my head. You wanna hear what I'm thinking about?
Bikini Kill at The Wiltern tonight and this shirt has survived more nights than I can count. Doors aren't for another hour and I'm already causing trouble in the alley. You wanna come cause some with me?
Ballet at the Bowl tonight and I've been rehearsing all afternoon like I'm the one on stage. Watching other dancers always makes me want to move in ways nobody taught me. You wanna see what I've been practicing?
Labor Day and the whole city's sleeping in — nobody needs anything from me and I'm taking full advantage. You wanna give me a reason to put clothes on?
The festival's still going two blocks back but the sand is mine tonight. Last night of summer and I'm done pretending I need anything between me and the air. You coming down?
GNR is rattling the whole Rose Bowl and I can hear every note from the golf course next door. Nobody thinks to look out here. You wanna be the first?