so, from what anyone can recall, the burton bash was a great time. wristbands and names on the list were the way to get in unless you were like some unnamed friends that we know of who used the crawling-on-hands-and-knees method to get in. either way, a good time was had by all.
upon kate and my entrance into the bash, we met up with a homefriend from rutland, niko cioffi (who you should check out in the new forum f' it movie) and got our first drinks. after exploring through the house's underground tunnel for a bit with niko we did some exploring of our own and found our way into a barn. at first we thought we heard some random cover band or karaoke music but once we heard the words sung and the chords struck, we realized what we had walked into. a cold war kids concert. holy shit. the only phrases coming out of either of our mouths for the next thirty seconds were, "OH MY GOD" and "this is STUPID GOOD" or "this beats any sweaty burlington basement we could be cooped up in right about meow."
after listening to them finish with, we used to vacation, we made our way outside and met up with some pals around the mini ramp and after some attempts on the beersoaked ramp - leading to a couple falls - kate relinquished the skateboard and we commenced mingling. the rest of the night is a blur of fun times, laughs, mild illness and many disposable photos. xx. maggie.
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