when i was in Montery, CA we got brought to this squat so we didnt have to sleep in the rain there.
it was an old office building which some guy named "grinch" had opened up for up and apparently rewired the whole place so that the security alarm didnt work, and the handicapped door worked, so we could just walk in through the back.
it was pretty clean and pretty huge, two floors, good amount of light, safe roof access, and best of all!!!!!.......drum roll??
RUNNING WATER AND ELECTRICITY!! it was amazing. i forgot what the sound of a flushing toilet sounded like for a while.
it was a pretty good size, everyone in my band had their own room. we could come in and out when ever we wanted. it was great, we would get pretty roundy and drunk sometimes and play music pretty loud, and people said they couldnt hear shit from the out side. it was great.
we even procceeded to beat the living shit( while i was screaming im going to kill you, and kicking bottles and walls and flipping the fuck) out of that grinch dood, he ended up being kinda a douche. and we still never got busted.
we hear a little about this before we left, but apparently after we ran that dood out of "our" squat we found out the place was a ticking time bomb and the rewiring system was bound to go off within the next few days, just happened to be that the day we left is when it went off, and i had drawn this HUGE mural on the wall. okay, it had pictures i drew of all of us and all our instruments and all our dogs, also a picture of our banjo player killing a cop hahahha, and i dont mean to brag or notin, but it was a pretty good drawing... either way we were freaked the fuck out. we even got stopped by the cops when we were hitching to big sur and asked if we had a banjo cause they were looking for someone with a banjo.
pretty awesome squat. good memories. love you montery.