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An Evening with EULA

Eula was her usual bundle of positive energy bouncing around the room like a little blonde explosive device (She’s the same person on and off stage, a natural rock star).

Story by Teo J. Babini - teo@citizenbrooklyn.com Video by (collabo!)

 

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The night began with a post-work family dinner with Papa Bear and my little half-siblings at Lupe’s, a fantastic Mexican joint on Watt Street. Meanwhile, one of my best friend’s, Baby Dragon, had her friend comin’ in from Dallas. My boy, Ol’ Smoke, scooped the Texan from the airport and brought her to Baby D’s job. He was there waiting to relinquish her into my care. So I sped through chips and guac, a taquito plate, and fried fish tacos; washed it all down with a Dos Equis and headed over to The Brindle Room.

Upon arrival, I was greeted by Ol’ Smoke complete with girlfriend, both wasted, Baby Dragon  behind the bar immediately serving me my standard Genesee, and the Texan ready to begin her foray into the New York night life. I downed a couple Gennies, finished off Smoke’s vino bianco (he’d had more than enough), and we were Brooklyn bound. Jack Laszlo had hit me up saying he was gonna try and shoot the Eula show, they were opening for Mission of Burma. So the Texan and I L trained over to the Williamsburg Music Hall.

I called my boy Jack Gerry, freshly arrived from Ohio, to come down with the backstage passes. He only brought one down and slapped in on my chest. So I squeezed Tex like she was my girl and blew passed security before they could take too close a look. We poured into the green room like wave of genuine enthusiasm. Mr. Laszlo was in the corner there with the 7D pussy, filming, the two Eulos (Bass and Drums) were on the couch drinking beers with a couple friends, and little Eula was her usual bundle of positive energy bouncing around the room like a little blonde explosive device (She’s the same person on and off stage, a natural rock star). It was bear hugs, hellos, and introductions all around. Baby Dragon arrived shortly there after, so I ran down to sneak her in as well, with an accidental breast fondling when I tried to mimic Gerry’s earlier smooth moves.

Now we had full house in the green room and beers for days. Laszlo told me how the security guard wouldn’t let him film the performance because they charge you to shoot in there. He almost got himself kicked out, but managed to talk his way out of it. Needless to say, he was a bit perturbed. We drank a ton of free beers, screaming and laughing like wild animals until they basically kicked us out. We stuffed some of the remaining beers in our jacket pockets and helped the band load their equipment. The venue had completely cleared out. At some point in the night, I apologized to Eula for missing the music to which she characteristically replied: “No worries! Your fuzzy snow animal spirit was there!”.

3 Responses to “An Evening with EULA”

  1. Alex says:

    It’s good to get a fresh way of looikng at it.

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