post-robbery agenda: buy underwear, 3 amps, 2 guitars, replace van window, then play show

So after waking up Friday morning back in SF (a week after our last show there) after a 15 hour drive from Seattle ("really, it's worth it to us!" we had claimed in response to many an incredulous friend), finding the van window smashed and all our shit gone (except the drums?!)....we did what any good band would if able: we went into debt buying 3 new amps, replacing the window our insurance squirmed their way out of covering, bought a new bass and guitar, underwear and socks and mourned the loss of ian's gorgeous rickenbacker, my vintage slips collection (cultivated since age 13) and various other precious items. Even my tanakh was stolen (jewish bible). So that was cute.

"Nothing will stop us from playing tonight!"; that was our thought. What would be more depressing than driving 15 hours out of your way to play SF for the second time, getting robbed and then NOT playing? So, with a fresh couple thousand dollars of debt, we found ourselves arriving at the Edinburgh Castle Pub just in time to load-in, try out our new instruments and amps and wing it for an awesome Femina Potens event.

Thankfully, a few good queers in the audience helped us keep our spirits up enough to play. And thankfully, we fucking love playing our music. Even if I'd never played our songs on this particular bass I'd just purchased... where do my fingers go? Why does the neck feel so sticky? It was definitely difficult, but we made it through...