Salt Lake City, UT.

It was Friday October 3rd when we left good ol' Southern Ca

lifornia heading northeast towards Utah to play a show. The drive and all the bullshit before the drive was not making us all very happy dudes. Before we left, we went to a small Enterprise in South Pomona to rent a stable vehicle to get us up to SLC. It wasn't very cheap to say the least, but we had no choice, we HAD to get up to Utah to play

 this show that was booked for us 2 months prior by my good friend Clint. Shit didn't seem to be going our way, we had a Vegas show being worked on for the day after SLC but that fell through, and our bass player with the only reliable car, decides to rank out on us (literally) 3 days before the show. So we had to rent a car, and recruit our good friend Mike Sogoff to fill in on bass for the weekend. And because of our current financial situations as individuals, this was a big kick in the dick for us. We were all in pissy moods (me especially), the drive sucked, and we were tired and worn out from our long ass work week. We get to our friends parents house (in some small city just outside of SLC) about 6am in the morning. And right when we got there, we all crashed out til about 3pm. We left to go to the 

show about 4pm and found the place, and just walked around downtown Salt Lake. The show started, and there was a grip of kids there (which surprisingly stood for the whole show) we're not used to that shit in Cali. Anyways, we were stoked on seeing xReflectx they were really good, and did a sweet ass cover of 108's "Deathbed." We also got to see Collapse (who were awsome) and City to City (who were also awsome). To be honest, I knew going in that Salt Lake loved there heavy hardcore, but for some reason, we thought we were just going to get a lifeless reaction from the kids. Fuck!, were we wrong, as soon as we started the first open A note, kids start moving side to side and smashing each others faces, literally all hell broke loose. Kids singing along to our songs and i remember looking around at everyone in the band and thinking "what the fuck?." Needless to say after our set, we were on cloud 9, every little bullshit problem that we had to deal with before the show, we didn't give a shit about anymore. All we could talk about on our shitty drive back home was how good the show was. To this day, there hasn't been a show to rival the mayhem that went down that cold October night in Salt Lake City, UT.