So last night, I went to go see Hawksley Workman with my lady B (who is rad). Intro by Lonely was seriously fucking radical. We had lots of fun screaming like little girls when the Man himself came on stage. Dude with the violin was great and I would totally go see him perform solo. Overall show was excellent and we loved every minute.
After the show, our plan was to yarn bomb the tour bus, so we brought some little magnetic knitted magnet things and we were going to casually walk past the bus and stick them to the door and take off and no one would be none the wiser that we had done it. It didn’t actually happen that way. Turns out that buses these days are made of fibreglass and shit, like most other vehicles, so this how it actually went down (with some embellishment):
Me: Fuck, they don’t stick to this shit.
B: Crap. What do we do?
Me: Those roadies are watching us, let’s go figure this out.
B: Okay, what if we’re just honest and tell them.
Me: That might just work.
(we walk over to the roadies)
Me: You’re roadies, right?
Roadie 1 (with dreads): Uh, yea?
Me: Okay, here’s the deal. We have these little knitted magnets. We were going to stick them to the bus and go.
Roadie 1: We thought you were trying to break into the bus
Roadie 2 (clean cut): And it’s not magnetic?
Me: No, it’s made of vinyl or something. Can we just give these magnets to you since they won’t stick to the bus?
B: We’re doing knitted graffitti and we wanted to tag the tour bus.
(both roadies laugh at this)
Roadie 2: Knitted graffiti?!? That’s rad!
Me: Yea, it was supposed to be sneaky, but since this shit isn’t working, we gotta ask your permission.
Roadie 2: There must be someplace on this bus to stick them
Me: I think it’s crap. There’s no metal anywhere.
Roadie2: What about the bolts [on the equipment trailer]
Me and B; Right on!
So here’s pictures from that. Cool! Thanks roadies, you guys are the shit, my bruthas! I gotta say that the Hawk has some solid roadies to flow with that. I think we probably looked like some crazy groupies at first, but we just wanted to yarnbomb the bus.
So then, we mosied on over to the parkade and stuck this one:
After that, we got up to some other shenanigans with a tree at the Kelowna Law Courts:
…and a light standard (that WAS magnetic!!!)
Nothing was open after this, and we were HUNGRY, so we ended up at Boston Pizza and watched the dog show on TSN, which was both weird and wonderful. And that’s how we ended the night.