So last weekend during the carry-on,
@dj.daizz and I had the wild idea of driving allllll the way down to the Mojave desert to surprise her boo and our bestie
@_wyllie_ late Friday night. He was set to play Saturday morning, so we started scheming on our master plan. Somehow, despite basically all of Santa Cruz knowing about our crazy idea, Wyllie didn’t have the slightest inkling of what was to come (us).
Thursday night, while talkin through our camping/food/timing for an admittedly long ass drive for one night in the desert, Daizz texts me, “ugghhh dude, what are we gonna do for the 6-hours there AND back? really not in the mood for that many true crime pods in a row”
“lol ummm wait, what if we brought the MPC?” i half-jokingly replied
16 hours, a short Friday work day, and a quick trip to the hardware store later, we set off on the most hilarious drive I think I’ve ever been on. When we pulled up to the site around midnight, Wyllie and crew were hanging at camp, and as we slowly approached, lights off, Ru Paul’s delay-drenched voice looped “UH AHH”, subie speakers blaring.
gotcha bitch <3333
Wyllie and the rest of our friends at camp were in disbelief. That had to have been the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. The next day, he proceeded to play one of the most lush, locked in, ever-evolving sets of forward-thinking psychedelia I’ve heard in a long long time.
anyways, we’re back home in Santa Cruz now with
@liviacharman eating a breakfast burrito on the couch. guess you could say that was a mission accomplished.
oh, and we’ve got two fresh tracks to finish up ;)
@tideswing.sc forever!!!
and yes i know all my dash lights are on it’s ok im a car guy and the obd2 reader said it wasn’t anything to worry about