Frustratingly, I did not have my camera the first time I saw Kickball play. It was an amazing show at the Modern Age, a club in the basement of Portland State University. thankfully, I DID bring my camera to see them for the second time, almost a year later, in the smelly and extremely PACKED basement of the Coop. Marah and I had to get there almost an hour early to get a spot near the front, and once we were in, there was no hope of moving. We were separated when Marah got pushed behind one of the huge amps, so I had no one to talk to other than the guy behind me who kept asking me about my camera. We sat there for about 45 minutes talking about Nikons, until finally the bass player was able to fight his way through the crowd, and Kickball started playing. Of course, it was worth the wait.







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