About two and a half hours before showtime, I learned that one of my younger cousins was in a rock band, playing less than ten minutes from where I live.
The door guy was about to charge me an entrance fee when I told him that my cousin was in the band. When he asked which one, I burst out laughing. I said, “Believe it or not, my cousin is the other black person with dreads!”
I got to see my cousin Travis for the first time since the summer. Although it was the first time they’d all played together at an gig, they had some cool Tshirts.
Three out of five of the band members were new.
Travis was the latest addition. Afterwards, he said that this was the most professional band that he’d ever played in.
Interesting, as a recent college graduate with an electrical engineering degree, his first jobs were working at a retail tech store and playing in a rock band!
I’m wondering how long it will take for him to get a “real” job. At the same time, I’m so happy that he’s making the best of his life.
Here’s the part where I tried to get all “artsy” with my picture-taking.
Out of several shots, this was the only one that came out decent.
After their show ended, Travis’ parents and older brother finally arrived from Killeen. On this particular night, three bands were being showcased; so everyone only got about 45 minutes to play. At least they’d arrived safely after coming breakneck speed to Austin.
One unexpected treat: I received one of Travis’ complimentary drink tickets. Of course I went for a girlie drink, the cosmo.
I took advantage of all the photo ops.
Or as I like to think of it, blog content!
I convinced my cousins that the pizza place just across the street was delicious and our best, closest option.
Nonetheless, someone, who shall remain nameless (but you can figure out who by the picture) had to debate both sides of eating there.
After we’d finished eating, there was one more “family reunion” at the pizza place just before we left. Since I’ll probably never visit him at work, I took pictures of his cruiser–not sure if that’s actually what it’s called.
And what a portable office! That’s nothing like the TV dramas.
