Storytime with Moon and Sam Bradley!

Dear Rob-

Friday, I went to see your pal Sam Bradley perform at the Whiskey-A-Gogo and here’s a little story for you…

XO-
Themoonisdown

Once upon a time the lovely Mrs. P’s only wish for her Birthday (well besides Rob of course and a hasty Vegas divorce) was to see Sam Bradley perform at the Whiskey on Friday, June 5 with some of the lovely LTR gals. So we planned and planned for the big event and by planned I mean we remembered to buy tickets and comb our hairs and headed off to the show. But not before we all met up to shove some shi-shi gourmet pizze down our pie holes so we wouldn’t faint at the mere site of a one Mr. Bradley or our secret hopes – a Robert Pattinson sighting, though we knew those chances were .0000001% possible, a girl’s gotta hold out hope.

We get to the venue and there’s NO line. Yup, none whatsoever- just the faint memory and dried vomit of what was once a hallowed music venue back in the hayday. So no Twi-hards or nerds to take pictures of so we moved inside to catch the action. Since this was an all ages event (yup, you heard right ALL ages) we were doubly sure to get our hands stamped with that over 21 brand and head straight for the bar. Even though the chances for teeny screaming were high, this was a birthday afterall!

So of course we line up for a group pic cause we were bored waiting around for the opening acts to get the hell off the stage

Little did we know we were in for the weirdest line up to EVER be assembled in one place… and also the most handsy opening bands ever (more on this later…)

First up we have probably the WORST band I’ve ever heard in my life. Seriously. I can’t even remember their name other than it was something to do with a Monkey (hmmm coincidence?) and they were from Las Vegas. At one point the dude ran around the room and jumped off the stairs/balcony. He was like 4ft tall with the worst tattoos across his back. This was also when I figured out Twitter was down for an hour and my promised live tweet was in jeopardy and the Twihards were starting to descend and crowd around the front for the Monkey band. They were probably confused and thought Jackson would show up. It was time for another drink.

So the next band takes the stage and proceed to not suck as hard as the Monkey dudes. In fact they were probably the 2nd best of the night after Sam… besides the old dudes (more on them later) and that’s not really saying much. We would find out this band is called Nicky Egen and the Majority and even later we would learn that either they had been cooped up in a van by themselves for too long or had never met a girl before in their lives. The dude in the red shirt makes the craziest guitar faces which we surmised were identical to his O face. We nicknamed him Ginger.

So we decided to look around us and see who happens to come to see the weirdest show on earth and here’s what we found…

Take the cut to read the rest of the review!!!!

Two dudes in a sea of Twihards and cougars rocking out. Either HUGE funky monkey fans or totally lost

The blogger from Twigrandmas and her hubby, the worlds oldest unicorn, came to the show! And might I add they were prepared, look at those trainers!

Then the crowds parted, the Twigrandma’s moved and Sam Bradley walked down the stairs followed by a dude with a hoodie over his head. An audible gasp was heard running through the crowd (ok, just us). After our hearts began beating again and we did like 8 double takes one of our LTR girl yelled out “it’s DECOY Rob!!… No it’s Fakerpattz!!” After that everytime the dude in the hoodie walked by we would all yell FAKERPATTZ!! Poor guy, probably thought we were crazy or we wanted him. Bad. We did not.

Then it was FINALLY time for some Sam Bradley goodness!

Sam sings some songs…  people take some pictures… he wears a gold chain…

Sam is joined on stage by the lovely violinst. He plays a song about Soho whores. I can’t decide if he’s referring to the girls in the front row, or us. Probably us.

Then he sang a song about whiskey being his friend and even though Vodka’s mine, I raised by glass to offer a cheers and being directly in his eye line he sees this and tells me “Cheers.” Yes, folks your favorite RP pal and I cheersed each other during his set. Don’t be TOO jealous.

And then…

Robert Pattinson himself The decoy, fakerpattz, comes out to listen to his pal Sam’s set. At this point in the show we were having good times and a few drinks and this is amazing that we even got this picture… it took at least 10 tries on 3 different cameras to get it. But we rewarded ourselves with inventing a new dance. It’s called the “sexy robot.” Maybe someday you’ll be lucky enough to see it in action. Or anytime the SoCal LTR girls get together.

Sam finished up his set after getting like 5 encores and time to play additional songs. A herd of gals headed upstairs to meet him at his merch table and we decided to be smart and hang out downstairs for a while and let the crowd thin out a bit before we ventured up to holy ground…

So Apparently opening bands LOVE to take pictures with the fans of the other performers. So we shouldn’t have been surprised when Ginger and his boys wanted to take pics with us…

a lot of pictures… these are two of like a billion or more we took… including one on some other band members iphone which undoubtedly went to his spank bank

Ginger was way into us, as you can tell, and so obviously a wasted doofus. Word to the wise boys of the world: No, we do not want to go to your friends house in Pasadena to drink beer with randoms from out of town. And no, we don’t want to smoke a bol with you outside while we wait for Sam. We’re adult ladies who are old enough to drink in fine establishments and refrain from smoking illegal substances in public. Thank you for the laughs though. And for scaring Mrs. P and Vicky B with how fast the kids these day get to work. 😉

While Ginger went out to smoke said bol we escaped upstairs to see if Mr. Bradley’s line had thinned out any… it had not so we went for a celebratory birthday shot: washington apple, if you must know, and it was no teeny shot, this girl knew we meant business and filled ‘er up! Happy Birthday Mrs P!!!!!!!! Then we made friends with the security guard and decided to take pictures of the people up there…

the now infamous polka heels girl… I’m still on the look out for identical pairs for Xmas gifts for all the LTR girls there that night. Shhhh don’t tell them!

And my personal favorite the Goth Maria Von Trapp

Then it was finally time to meet the man of the hour… keep in mind we had had plenty of liquid courage at this point so some of this stuff may or may not have happened. And by may not I mean IT DID!

We all bought matching Sam Bradley shirts and put them on immediately so he could see we were obviously his BIGGEST fans. Ever. Nothing says fan like Sam shivering on top of your boobs as you breathe in and out.

Since it was Mrs. P’s birthday OF COURSE we told Sam and he began a Happy Birthday sing-a-long. Yes, Sam and the LTR gals sang Happy Birthday to Mrs. P in the middle of the Whiskey while everyone stared. We rule.

We chatted awhile and he told us he would be playing with the Black Eyed Peas at some festival in Canada, and I may or may not have told him to “get it started” and that he’ll have to bring the “Boom Boom Pow” to those shows… Yes, I am super cool, and he was blown away by my awesome small talk. Then Chelsea invited him to join us afterward at Coach and Horses for a little night cap and officially scared him off cause he became a bumbling mess after that. So effectively, together we scared Sam Bradley off with our charm, beauty and conversational skills.

Say Ginger!!!!!

So gals the true story behind the Sam Bradley show? We had an insane blast meeting each other, spotting the decoy, laughing, meeting the Ginge and his band and obviously seeing Sam perform. Sam is a super talented guy… his voice is great, he looks even cuter in person, and is very entertaining! No lie I laughed many times during the show from his comments and quirky personality, it’s easy to see why him and Rob are friends. He definitely has a couple great songs he’s written and I’m sure is working on perfecting that craft and expanding his catalog… it should be interesting to see how his career progresses and changes in the next few years.

I’m looking forward to our next SoCal LTR meet up! Wanna see Bobby Long in August with us?! Head over to the forum and find out more!

Big hugs and kisses to the gals who came out: Mrs. P, Vicky B, Chelsea and Lauren! You are all so funny and a blast to be around! When’s our next party?!

PS Go see what’s cooking with UC over at LTT today!