my dad came up this past weekend to see Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings perform at Prospect Park. this was our first time seeing her live.. and, WHOA.
honestly, hands down one of the best live shows i’ve ever seen.
this lady oozes funk.
the night was beautiful, company was good & they KILLED it. if you aren’t already listening to this band on the regular, i’d get to it. sooner rather than later.
funny story.
as we all walked out the door to head out it shut behind us and joe looks at me.
“i dont have a key”
neither did i.
do you know what joe did? he climbed the hanging ladder on the back of our building. a hanging, rusty, crusty, climbing ladder.
when he got to the second floor, he climbed into the bathroom window.
we live on the third floor.
not our bathroom. he climbed back out.
the ladder on the third floor does not align with our window, so joe had to jump OVER and IN the window. i just picture him with dangling legs outside the window.
i was obviously not there, because i would have been hysterically crying/screaming/probably just calling a locksmith.
when he came through the window, he took the blinds with him. then, met up with us. wildness.
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