The Shredder is a DIY arcade punk bar in Boise, Idaho. It is dimly lit and covered in posters from the millions of shows that they have there all the time. Our experience there was pretty great, minus the fact that there was no parking anywhere. Rachelle and I took a hour long adventure driving in loops around the venue, and practically cried with joy when we found a spot for the van. Van parking in cities is no joke, and there was a festival down the street which made it a challenge. We rewarded ourselves with cold canned whiskey beans, because yolo.
After our canned bean feast, we played the show. The sound guy, Matt, was a seasoned professional and a huge metal head. He told us all about the time he saw Metallica, Venom and Slayer on the same bill before they got big. Apparently the guitar from Metallica was so wasted that he fell off stage, was lifted up and put back, and continued the show like nothing happened. Life goals?
We played the show with two local bands, Tag Along Friend and Three Gunas. The evening was a good time. Afterwards we drove to Oregon and crashed at a rest stop. Out on the east coast we spent a lot of nights in walmart parking lots, and I think we are all coming to the agreement that rest stops are where it’s at! Firstly, you don’t have the really bright lights that you get when you sleep in a parking lot. Also, if you find the right rest stop, you can end up getting free coffee and a nice little hike out of the deal.
We are currently driving on a road that follows the Oregon trail. It’s gorgeous. You are probably sick of hearing about how pretty things are, so I’ll just post the pictures.