the day the music died

being on tour for 21 days in one month was amazing, but we had seen a lot of the motherfuckin' midwest for a while. because of this, you gotta stop here and there at interesting places to make it all distinguishable.

on the road into or outta iowa, we stopped at the Surf Ballroom, the site of the last concert of Buddy Holly, the Big Bopper, and Ritchie Valens played before their ill-fated crash later that evening. the place was a relic, but not in a sad way - it was well-kept, with all the original wallpaper and flooring inside. when we walked in, the big 3-s music was piped through the speakers tucked in each corner, and some vets on a bus tour were watching a movie in the main dance hall about the artists that seemed to conjure some nostalgia. the place was itching for another sock-hop.

we bought t-shirts, hoodies, posters and stickers, and then went along our way, listening to buddy holly until we hit the next state.