So as mant of you know we played at the J&M Cafe last night... Which, by the way, was a blast. All Bets On Death and The Heroine both put on great sets. We also wish The Heroine lots of luck on the remainder of their tour. Hopefully we'll run into them sometime again. All that aside, the night just kept getting stranger.
As the show wound down I was asked to give an autograph... The funny thing was the CD I was asked to sign wasn't even a WCG CD. The poor fella got his bands mixed up. But he ultimately bought one of ours and we signed that one as well. So now he has a Heroine CD signed by WCG.
Around 12:45ish my wife, Lee and I took off and just had the intention of running Lee home and then heading home ourselves. We ended up driving around a bit and found ourselves in Chinatown. We got it into our heads to check out the sight of the Wah Mee massacre. Why? I don't know... We decided before embarking on our adventure to grab a bite to eat. So we settled in at a little resturant in the heart of Chinatown called Sea Garden on 7th Ave. The food was fantastic! We all shared a plate of chicken in black bean sauce, potstickers and saki. This is resturant I'm going to have to frequent. I'm especially going to have to partake in the seafood. It's one of those places that have the tanks up front full of live crab, shrimp and so on. So you know it's REALLY fresh.
Anyway, we finished up eating and began our little night time walking tour through Chinatown. I've never really wandered around Chinatown. Mainly just had glancing drives through. Oddly, however, the true charm of the area isn't on the main thoroughfares. It's in the back alleys. We noted the bustling nightlife of the area even if it was after 2am at this point. We wandered down Maynard alley as Lee was spouting off his extensive knowledge of the area. He was making for a great tour guide. I've lived here my whole life and knew very little about the area. As we went down the alleyway we approached a very nondescript doorway. It had glass blocks out front. All of them hazed out except one that was close to the the door. Peering through the small little block window you can see that the Wah Mee nightclub was left the exact same way as it was the night of Feb. 18th 1983. There's still, what looks like, dim sum setting at the tables. Overall extremely creepy feeling peering back into a ghostly nightclub that was the site of the murder of 13 people. We did a bit more walking around the area, noting the things that were still open even though we were now approaching 3am.
We opted to hop back in the car and do a little more driving about. We ran over to a 7-11 and grabbed an array of Hostess treats and cigarettes and continued on. Our journey then took us down towards the stadiums. As we passed Safeco Field I hear Lee from the back seat say, "Hey look, superheros." I looked up and low behold it was Phoenix Jones. I told my wife to pull over. I think both her and Lee thought I had fallen off my rocker. I jumped out of the car and screamed out "Phoneix Jones!" he turned and waved. This however was not quite good enough for me. I had to meet Seattle's own vigilante, crimefighting superhero. I made my wife turn the car around as I fumbled wildly for a pen and paper. We caught up to the gang of superheros and I hopped out and ran across the street, Sharpy and an old envelope in hand. I got the autograph of the three. As my wife yelled from the car across the street to get a picture with them. We all headed back to the other side of the street as Lee and my wife took our pictures. Being drak and owning a crappy phone, the pictures didn't turn out too great. What can you do? Suddenly Lee hopped in the car and popped back out with a White City Graves t-shirt for Phoenix. We bid the superhero farewell and set out to get Lee home. As we passed Phoenix and his gang we noticed that he was peering into a doorway apparently sensing crime.... Go get 'em Phoenix!
Finally our night drew to a close. But the adventures of the evening were all fantastic!
adam
WCG
