Journal perfessor multigeek's Journal: My New Favorite Band 1
If any of you are wondering why I don't just dissolve into a puddle of bitter, loathing-soaked, muck, well, a large part of it is regular infusions of live bands in small venues.
Last night I went to see a band I like on a quadruple bill near a place I sometimes hang out. All, I might add, in a good cause.
I had a lot of fun, flirting with a cute Yoga teacher and her friends, bopping a bit to the music, looking at the freebies we all got, and downing a few beers (to accompany the three I had before I left No Rio).
Between bands I started chatting with this exotic-looking lass about the way that nobody was dancing and generally chatting about the New York music scene. To my surprise, she then climbed up on the stage and turned out to be the lead singer for the next band up, The Domestics.
I now add my voice to those complaining that they don't do enough gigs. Lots of fun, plenty of fire, and a generous helping of acid. All washed down with little bits of cute. Hell, yeah.
Alina, have my baby! We'll breed brilliant, cute, sarcastic deviants together! They'll scare the neighbors but by gawd they'll be on the beat!
Evidently, they're doing a gig in June at Siberia, where my friend Kim had her, erm, distinctive birthday party a while back. If I'm in town, I'll be there.
Rustin
Last night I went to see a band I like on a quadruple bill near a place I sometimes hang out. All, I might add, in a good cause.
I had a lot of fun, flirting with a cute Yoga teacher and her friends, bopping a bit to the music, looking at the freebies we all got, and downing a few beers (to accompany the three I had before I left No Rio).
Between bands I started chatting with this exotic-looking lass about the way that nobody was dancing and generally chatting about the New York music scene. To my surprise, she then climbed up on the stage and turned out to be the lead singer for the next band up, The Domestics.
I now add my voice to those complaining that they don't do enough gigs. Lots of fun, plenty of fire, and a generous helping of acid. All washed down with little bits of cute. Hell, yeah.
Alina, have my baby! We'll breed brilliant, cute, sarcastic deviants together! They'll scare the neighbors but by gawd they'll be on the beat!
Evidently, they're doing a gig in June at Siberia, where my friend Kim had her, erm, distinctive birthday party a while back. If I'm in town, I'll be there.
Rustin
rock on (Score:1)
It sounds like you had a blast. Odd that you've just gone to a multi-band gig and I'm planning on going to one this weekend, and quite looking forward to it. The last live band I went to see was too long ago to remember, last year sometime, it might have been Pat Green playing at the House of Blues, or that not memorable enough to know his name front man at BB King's (my gawd they've all been at name emblazoned places haven't they?) So, ok they're not exactly indie