The Opera House

So the thursday before the show, I went over to Fallhards to pick up my ticket, since he already owed me money, I only paid for about half of it. I got to his house and we sat on his lawn for a bit.

"What're you doing today?" He asked.

"Nothing really, why?"

This was a big fat lie, I had planned to be on the phone most of the day deciding college stuff. But that seemed unappatizing, so I was curious what he was doing. He told me that him and Hunk had to go to Toronto (ugh!) to talk to someone about the show, and wondered if I wanted to go with. So, away we went.

When we got down there, We passed CityTV, or as most people know it, MuchMusic headquarters. They were setting up for the MMVA's, and erecting the stages as we stood and watched. It was quite the site, seeing everything being set up, and there were people everywhere, which must've been frustrating for drivers already having to navigate through 1 lane of traffic each direction and cars parked on the sides of the roads.

We sat down and had some lunch, and made it back just in time to meet with the guy planning everything for the Opera House. He looked as though he had lived a bit of the rocker lifestyle, slightly balding but with a I-could-give-two-shites look on his face, and sleeves of tattoos on his arms. He seemed nice enough, but you could tell he was under some kind of stress, and had been through this shpeal about 10 times already.

"Alright," He started to explain, "This is how it's going to work."

Shite brother needs the net, more later.