Landing in Copper Mountain, Colorado three days prior to the beginning of our 2011 Tomato Battle tour, felt much like the loss of one's virginity. We had thought about the culminating moment for months and months. Hell. Even years. We had planned out every detail in our minds a thousand times. However, we didn't know what to expect. We weren't sure how it would all pan out. And we were nervous.
Thankfully, Tomato Battle:CO was greater success than the loss of any Tomato Battle crew member's virginity.
We had expected thousands of attendees. Score. We had envisioned an ungodly amount of tomatoes....
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Unfortunately, there is some rather devastating news that must be announced to all you Tomato Heads out there. Prepare yourself. It is a big one. This writer suggests you all be sitting down.
Our Fearless Leader, is not. I repeat not. Single.
Pause for reaction.
That's right ladies. He has been taken by a rather fantastic woman for well over a year now. I know. I know. Who, pray tell, could capture the heart of such a forward-thinking, amazing-event creating, young man such as he?
Two words? A European.
The Tomato Couple has been enduring a long distance relationship for the better...
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The fact that words are even being typed right now, is a miracle in and of itself. How there is a Tomato Battle crew member left alive? An unfathomable end to the last week. Apparently the love we have for one another stops, where our love for music starts. If ANYONE could have witnessed the destruction within the Tomato Battle office that was our fight to decide on an official line up for Tomato Battle:Seattle - they would have thought a gang of Red Sox and Yankees fans had visited in a fight for MLB domination.
However - we are ignoring our immense physical pain. We are overlooking the probable...
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It probably comes as no surprise that we, at Tomato Battle, feverishly enjoy all things weird. And strange. And beautifully different.
Obviously.
It isn't every day that one can throw thousands upon thousands of squishy red fruit at relative strangers. A normal Saturday typically doesn't involve a beer garden that never runs dry, live music sure to melt your face off, and a costume contest in which a man thong, jacket, and tie are acceptable - nay attractive - attire. Well. Unless you're like this writer, and live on Capitol Hill. But that is just called lucky.
No. It is in the name of all things...
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As previously announced, and after hours upon hours of algorithm crunching, the official semi-finalists of the Tomato Battle:Seattle - Battle of the Bands - has been cast in stone. For fifteen face melting, awe inspiring bands - the hope to grace the Tomato Battle stage remains a safely cradled possibility. Much like the tomatoes before they will be unloaded, by the thousands, on Pyramid Brewery. Coddled. Protected. And awaiting to be enjoyed by ketchup-hungry Tomato Heads.
However, unlike the soon-to-be demolished fruit, deciding a final line up will require an exponentially greater amount...
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