DECIBEL FESTIVAL | DAY 3
Friday morning started off slow, hungover on bass, and with a mind still trying to process the audio/visual spectacle from the night before. No complaints. The sun, although hesitant to shine at first, decided on an unexpected appearance to usher in the weekend. With little on the agenda, it was time to scout out Seattle's finest wares and touch base with old friends.
Most of the day was spent in Fremont, home to the best bassface (shown above) in Seattle. An obligatory stop by Paseo's for a Cuban Roast sandwich was high on the Seattle checklist and quite honestly had been occupying a great deal of my thought process since last year's Decibel. Happy to report that it met expectations. Word to the wise: Opt for the Cuban Midnight Press and call your order in ahead of time.
In terms of catching up with old friends, a Canadian was imported for the remainder of the weekend. Having spent the past months in the U.K. and abroad, our buddy Tom was easily persuaded to keep with the travel itch and hop a Greyhound down from Vancouver, B.C. The supposed 3-hour trek turned into a 6-hour haul, most likely do to square wheels. We bumped into Tom years ago on the streets of Vancouver where he ended up leading us to a real solid D&B rave and have kept in contact since.
A gallery near the Greyhound station was currently showcasing an Ansel Adams exhibit. Those in the crew who, for whatever reason, were not quite familiar with the photographer were told to look at the price tag to gauge his importance. The Adams prints were going for $200,000.00...
With Friday night's showcases soon closing in, it was time to get the ducks in line for the night ahead. Canadians love Budweiser. All of them. Although their varietal is brewed at closer to 6% ABV, surely Tom was pleased to see that 24 packs don't run you $56 in the States and can be purchased at any gas station. Unfortunately the purveying of the American Lager seemed to encroach on the night's activities as 10PM can be considered a late start at Decibel.
