Chicago - 05.08.2010

okay so here's the deal, lemia belus, who is a fucking awesome instrumental band that's been playing a decent amount of 6sv's shows recently is gearing up for their first out of town show about a week and a half from now. on saturday may 8, 2010. our plan is drive out there, possibly on friday afternoon, or saturday morning with a caravan of central ohioans. whether you've heard lemia belus and think they're the shit or havent heard them yet but would like to believe they're the shit, you are more than cordially invited to come out to chicago with us for the weekend. here's what we can garauntee:Grown-Ups CD release show @ Treasure Town [warehouse space, see photos below]
featuring performances by:
grown-ups [http://www.myspace.com/ihategrownups]
native [http://www.myspace.com/nativein]
castevet [http://www.myspace.com/romancastevet]
lemia belus [http://www.myspace.com/lemiabelus]
[& 2 others, which i will update/edit this post to add]


as you can see, there are some 1/4 pipes and grind boxes set-up. so skating is welcome, though not entirely couraged if you're wasted. because of the massive drinking that might be involved [i.e. 2 bottles of everclear we're bringing with us], and the temptation of skating while the shows going on, we've decided we're going to try to wear you out by going to wilson skatepark saturday afternoon. if you're unfamiliar with wilson park, it's an all concrete park on the north side of chicago. so, yes, if you wanna come out just to skate, you should! 2 sick skate spots! and we're going to be shooting video of not only the show, but of the skate park and the party to put in the 6SV yearbook.

so that's what we know is in store for you if you come. what we're trying to organize is a carpool ring. if 3 passengers ride in each car with a driver, it'll be roughly $20 per person to get out there and back on gas. i would bring about $50 bucks total if you're coming, more if you want to go a little crazy. it's cheap to eat out, and expensive to drink. and train rides are about $2.50 one-way.
keep in mind we don't have places for everyone to stay the night. if you have friends in chicago, HIT THEM UP. i have no personal recommendations for hostels or hotels. but i can assure you that wherever you're staying, we can make sure you don't get [terribly] lost in the city!

we need drivers and passengers for this trip still. all serious inquiries should contact tony h. by phone, 614.946.5693, or by e-mail, the.scumlife@gmail.com. more information will be available as the date gets closer.
i hope you all can make it, this trip is going to be epic in so many ways.

6sv in chi-town, part 1

we made our arrival here yesterday around 2.30 in the afternoon. wesaid what up, raged with this beast dog in the park for like a half hour, then peaced out on a "mission." we found all the necessities for a week stay with a few blocks, grocery, packy (as the conneticuts call the liquor store), laundromat, and our new Homebase, F. O'mahony's. we stepped into the first bar that looked like they charged under $5 a drink only to realize we were in boystown at an irish gay pub. this was actually kind of awesome. the dude's were chill as fuck and we got a few rounds of jameson and some free beers for being the out-of-towner straight dudes who could, indeed, kick it.
from here, we stumbled off and, in as touristy of a fashion as possible, asked pretty much every stranger we passed where a train was. finally, this chick helped us get tickets and board the redline towards downtown. as soon as we got off, we stopped at a seven-eleven (it's all spelled out here), and grabbed some 40s. again, we proceeded to ask every (chill-looking) stranger we passed where the best place to drink in public was, and eventually were directed to Millenium Park. it was clearly too light out still to be smashing out king cobra in plain view, so we hopped this little fence and ran back into these tightly packed-in trees in the middle of the park and started schwillin'.
as we approached bottoms and had progressively become drunker and hence louder, we got suprise attacked by park security. so we took our lecture, played the stupid tourist card (which for some reason worked in this situation?), and dumped the ass of our drinks out and were escorted out of the trees. but from here, security just sent us on our way and we walked down to the ice rink. $10 holler to go ice skating all night in downtown chicago? fuck yeah, i'm there. obviously, the loop gets a little boring after a while, and my body could only take so many failed hockey-stop attempts. so we set out to find another train.
while waiting for the train thats going to take us back to boystown, we strike up conversation with two girls from conneticut. they've got their noses up their asses, but we're bullshitting, so we go with it. they end up getting off the train with us, and instead of stopping to get food to cook, we stop at a liquor store for a case of beer and a bottle of jack. whatever happened, happened. i'm not saying she was fat, dude, and i ain't saying you hit it. i'd like to just leave that out in the open for everyone to decide themselves. ha
haven't really been taking a whole lot of photos or video, but we've got a whole week left, so...
bam.
this has been a 6sv report from the windy city.
over and out.