Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

Sorry for not posting yesterday, it was a long day!

Because we will be in Mexico soon, I'm rushing to get some tattoo work done before going. All that's left on my right sleeve is some background fills and then touch ups (parts of it like the central Frank character were there before the sleeve was conceived and are I think seven years old). So we did about three hours yesterday and I figure another six will complete it:

Immediately afterwards, Saira and I went and unexpectedly met a few old and new friends at the Pixies show last night. First Sage (who used to pierce out in London and I know via my time at Stainless Studios), now more family man than piercer, said hello, and then I saw that the person sitting across from us in the hallway was wearing a BME shirt — it was velouria13 and her husband! Not long after we bumped into heddi and silentlight and their posse, and then a minute later into “anti-Leah-Anne” as well. Andrew (who used to be on IAM and I know via CHRY) and others were also in attendance… The Pixies draws a large and diverse crowd so I'm sure there were a ton of old friends there I didn't even see.

I HAVE THE SHIRT TO PROVE IT

Anyway, going to a concert is a weird experience now in Toronto. Cigarettes have been criminalized, so the place doesn't reek of cigarette smoke, and all people have is pot. How Canadian is that? It's illegal to have a cigarette, but if you want to smoke your pot, well, that's fine. As idyllic as that may sound at first, they turned the volume up so loud that it really sucked for me because it was outside my range of hearing (so all I heard was noise, no music, no lyrics, nothing)… I figured out pretty quickly that if I went about five hundred feet from the stage (outside) and stood behind a wall it sounded pretty good.

For Pixies (or Erasorhead) fans I'll mention that they did a cover of In Heaven.