Superbad = Super GOOD

Fuck it is hot in LA right now. Like disgusting hot. OK so here is what happened over the weekend.

The Scare got in on Friday. I had 2 meetings during the day, one with RCA and other with Columbia. I was really excited about the RCA meeting because it was in the SongBMG building in Santa Monica and for anyone that watches The Hills, you will know that one of the girls Audrina does an internship there. Turns out she doesn't, and it was just a PR stunt for the story. Bummer. Anyway so after my meetings, i organize for myself, Matt, Carly and The Scare to head to Teddy's that night. But before Teddys, i head to The Grove to see Superbad on opening day. All i am going to say is Superbad is one of the funniest movies i have ever seen. It's so fucking good. Like fucking amazing good. If you haven't heard of it, google it(or IMDB it), trust me. I just know that it's going to be this cult film similar to what Napolean Dynamite was a few years ago. Mclovin T-Shirts are coming, be prepared.

For those of you not down, Teddy's is a very LA scene bar. It's incredibly hard to get in and unless you know someone or are super famous, you won't be entering anytime soon. Luckily for me i know someone, so we head into the place. Unfortunately tonight our celeb spottings were few and far between at Teddy's and i think everyone thought that The Scare guys we're actually famous. In the past when i have been to Teddy's, there have been some pretty famous cats hanging tough there like Zach Braff, Kevin Bacon, Mischa Barton etc etc. We decide to leave and head to a warehouse party downtown and our new friend Dexter worded us up about. Matt and Carly leave us at this point and it's just me and The Scare in my PT Cruiser.

The party downtown is in an awesome spot but by the time we get there it's pretty dead and there's an almost empty room with lasers and smoke playing ghetto trance. I decide to bail with Kiss and Liam, so we head the wrong way for 20 minutes towards Pasadena, stop for some Jack In The Box at 4am and drop the guys off and home for me.

Saturday morning is boiling! Matt calls me and tells me that Carly and him have got food poisoning and will not be able to drive down to San Diego where The Scare are playing their first US show. It is upto me to drive this massive beast of a van down to San Diego, what should be a 3 hour drive turns into a 5 and a half hour drive due to traffic. We get to the venue which is called Tower Bar, a tiny bar in ghetto central in San Diego. But the owner is this cool Australian dude who hooks us up with lots of free coronas. The venue itself is very punk rock, there is no stage, place fits about 70 people max and there is a tattoo parlour upstairs. The Scare play and go crazy. It's a very funny show. Kiss rips his shirt and makes dudes feel uncomfortable. Wez from Some Girls is in the audience aswell as the ex-Plot guys who have formed a new band called The Vultures also playing tonight.

The show ends and everyone is upto party except me and Liam who decide to go back to the hotel where we are staying at. The next morning we go and pick up Wade, Sam and Brock from Chucks place and Kiss has gone missing, as has his passport. Great. We finally track down his passport after driving all around San Diego and Kiss is apparently on his way back to LA?

3 hours later and i still haven't eaten. I get back to Adrians house and find Mick P sleeping on the couch aka my bed. He just flew in from Melbourne and is here for meetings before heading to New York. We all decide to head to Studio City for some sushi, after really not wanting Sushi Dan it turns out we settle for Sushi Dan. Then we head to The Grove to see Superbad but all the sessions are sold out so we see Bourne Ultimatum which is pretty bad ass. I dig it. Tonight we are heading to LAX, which is a club that DJAM and Steve Aoki DJ at on Sundays. It's a pretty popular night and Aoki has put us on the door. None of this lining up around corners deal for us. So we get in there, have some beers, talk some shit, Uffie does a surprise set and the dude that owns Ed Banger Records is in the crowd too. We see our friend Dexter and decide to bounce. As we leave, we see Wade walking up Las Palmas with some crew, they are off to Le Disco and myself and Micky P are going to head home.

That brings me to today. What another glorious stupidly hot day in the city of Los Angeles. Mick has a meeting at 1pm in Hollywood, he leaves the house and 2 minutes later comes back in telling me that both of our rental cars have been towed away. So after an hour of phone calls and trying to find out where the fuck our cars are, we find them and another hour later get a taxi to pick them up. We get there and it's like a jail. Except they have a little buggy and driver to take you to your car which is pretty sweet, i was kind of stoked about the buggy ride. US$180 later and i am driving back to Adrians. Now i am sitting on the couch infront of a fan getting ready to see The Scare tonight at Spaceland. Should be a fun show.

Fuck i need to sleep again, this weather is grossing me out.