Tonight, I saw the sold out Local Natives show at the Fonda (it’s actually called the Music Box, but it will always be the Fonda to me) for free. It’s a weird story. Usually when I venture out to these kinds of events on my own, I fall into some weird luck, be it good or bad. Tonight, it was good.
I was supposed to meet someone there to buy a ticket off of them for $25. I found them off Craigslist, but we exchanged numbers, so I figured it was legit. I never saw this person, nor did I get their ticket. After I had parked & paid, I received a text from the seller who said:
We’re in bad traffic, so try to buy a ticket and let me know.
Welp, I figured, I’m already here, I’ve been in worse situations, I’ll just try to talk a scalper down in price. As soon as I got out of my car, the person in the vehicle next to me got out as well. Immediately I got this weird gut sense to ask this person if he had an extra ticket. Reluctantly he said, “maybe”. Apparently he knew the opening band, Union Line, and was on their list. If he had a +1, I could totally get in. Turns out he did, so your boy got in free. (It should be noted, that I tried to give the guy a $20-spot, but he resisted. Best I could do was buy the dude a beer.) When they gave us our tickets, we also got a handful of wristbands. We had no idea what they were for, but I just stashed them in my pocket.
Union Line was pretty good, but hard to get into, since I had never heard of them. To my surprise, the second opener was The Love Language. My boy Brian gave me the heads up on them a while back, so I was extremely stoked about checking their set out. Damn, they were so good. If you get a chance, seek them out. Their energy was palpable and completely blew me away.
About this time, I met up with Jen, who’d mentioned that she might be going. I was introduced to Will, who was/is a gentleman and a scholar. We filled up our cups and moved to a more secure location for the natives. Jen escaped for the front row and I chilled on the side next to Will. The crowd was really welcoming since the band is actually made up of “local natives” to LA. I didn’t expect to get into it as much as I did, but damn, the boys put on one hell of a show. The enthusiasm was great by both band and crowd, which was so refreshing. I yelled, clapped, moved & sang to a good portion of their stuff, and thought of my friend Mark when they played “Who Knows Who Cares”. Towards the end, a creepy guy tried to dance up on the girls. I wasn’t sure if he was with the group, so I took no action. Later on, I found out he was most definitely not part of the group. Lucky him.
Afterward, we dispersed & I wasn’t able to say goodbye to my new acquaintances. Jen stuck around for a minute as we tried to sneak into the after party thing. We got past the Level 1 Security Boss and I was feeling pretty good about getting in. That is until we were stopped by the Level 2 Security Duo. Defeated (this time around) I ended up walking Jen to her car & stuck around to see if the after thing was any good. It wasn’t. I did meet Ethan Embry amongst various band members from LL & LN though. I left a half hour later and wouldn’t you know? My Friday night had ended. I don’t think I could’ve asked for more. Hope you all had a good one wherever you were. If not, there’s always Saturday night!