Portland, Oregon 2/26/11

House parties: As a teenager it was all we lived for. You and a hundred of your closest friends crammed into a cat piss scented basement or cleared out living room, trying to put down as many beers as you can before they get warm and/or your asshole friends that only brought one tall can start bumming them off you, hoping that the band you came to see will get to play before the cops show up to shut it down and being really stoked that it’s not your house when you notice the underage girl rolling around in a pile of her own sick on the kitchen floor. We’ve been missing all that, so when our friend Jessica told us the building she was living in was getting demolished and she wanted to go out in style, it was on.

We also took the opportunity to film the performance part for the new video in the same spot, which almost shot us in the foot. The filming took place from about 12:00-4:00 and by 1:00 the cops were already there. Just due to the playback over the crappy speakers hooked up to Whitey’s computer! The only saving grace was when we explained what was going on, the officer said, “Well, I can’t really do anything until after 10:00, so if you guys were to party and be done before that, there is nothing I could do…” A mass text was sent out telling everyone to be there at 8:30, we finished shooting and headed home to chill before the show.

Well that was the idea anyway, as John and Bryan were about to drop me off I suggested a beer before we headed out, fast forward three hours and we were still at a bar two blocks from the house party. Luckily the gear was still set up and all the boys had to do was walk in and start to ‘arockin . It was everything we could have hoped for. A living room packed full off sweat and beer soaked people, dancing, yelling, screaming, beer cans flying… The only thing that was missing was the hammered kid in the corner with the mixture of Taco Bell, cheap beer and stomach bile pooling in his lap. But hey, you can’t win them all.

—Coyle

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