Detroit, Michigan AKA Cracktown, U.S.A.
Russ & I went to Detroit in early September to see M.I.A. & Bjork. We had an amazing time at the concert but our hotel was pretty much a crack den for bums and prostitutes. Enjoy!
BeeJerk was at the Fox Theatre, which was pretty sweet
The venue was right across the street from the Detroit Tiger's stadium so we went and checked that out...
Tigers eat baseballs?
That is all the excitement I could muster over a baseball stadium...it's pretty forced.
RAWR.
The tiger is going to get that man in the red
Fox Theatre at a distance
Too bad the sign isn't lit
Before the show we went to the only place that didn't have a ridiculous line (Johnny Rocket)
They don't play that Catsup bull in D-town.
Grade-A KETCHUP.
"DERRRRRR"
I don't know what could be so engaging and thought provoking in Johnny Rocket
Straws maybe?
Fix dat hurr 'do!
Sanitary.
Eating. So hot. ha.
Cheesey fries.
I felt so sick afterwards...
^^^ I wonder why...
Sexxxy
The place was ever so clean.
The ceiling in Fox Theatre...a terrible picture though. I was waiting in line for a shirt so I wasn't really paying attention
Fox
Samesies
My $7 beer. I only took a picture because it was beer and white wine mixed together. I'm not sure how it happened but it was really gross.
We were in the last row
I started to take one picture of M.I.A. when a lady came and yelled at me and told me there was no photography allowed. Wompies.
*sneak* Bjork's stage
9:11pm on 9/11....at the time Russ and I made a big deal of that?
Bjork got dem Earth Intruders
Those blurs are Bjork and Co.
The concert was great, Bjork sang all my favorite songs and stuck to mostly older stuff which is good.
We took a cab back to the semen soaked hell hole known as the Viking Motel and our cab driver warned us of the ...erm, clientele.
As we were walking up to the room we saw a drug deal go down. Our door didn't lock too well and Russ and I turned into little punk bitches and decided to go home that night.
Me ready to get the fuck up out of Detroit
Russ laughing at the hilariously ridiculous circumstances
Viking Motel parking lot (don't let it's normalness fool you, this place was *fucked*)
A glowing sign of drugs, sex and probable murder (all involving hobos, hookers and other degenerates).
FIN.
