i cant even describle the feeling. so many memories from that lil’ old place called mojoes. i remember before this whole little adventure started, i had heard about mojoes, and i really wanted to see all time low there(we’re talkin’ old mojoes) and my mom was all “blahhh it sounds like a nightclub” well, boy was she wrong. a few short months later, cat invited me to come with her to see a kidnap in color and 2*sweet at mojoes(we’re still talkin’ old mojoes). well, of course i said yes, and we were off. i was excited to go to mojoes, but i was even more excited to see kidnap whom i knew were very good. this show isnt what my little story is about, but it was super fun. i left that night not knowing what was ahead of me. between kidnap/local shows and regular shows, mojoes was a second home 40 minutes away. i wont go into detail on all my experiences, but i’ve had some amazing times there.
i guess mojoes means something different to everyone. for me, its a place where i found friends. friends who understood me when i didnt have anyone that did. i got to see amazing bands, weither they were big or small. since music is a huge part of me, going to see people who appreciate you coming to see them was always a good feeling. i may not have been there all the time, or for every show, but that doesnt mean it has less importance. i’ll always love that place. no matter what.
i may have two more shows there, but i really only consider last night, as my last offical show at mojoes.
soo, who wants to bulid another place for us to hang out?! hahaha :)