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Current Mood: lazy
So I think I mentioned a while back that I’ve been half-heartedly trying to track down a bear flag sticker. I actually went to look online last night, and I think I might end up with a shirt as well. I’m torn between the one that says “Yes, I shit in the woods,” and the one with a bear silhouette that says “B.I.L.F.” I am seriously fascinated by this community lately. You know, aside from the whole humping other men aspect, I can just really relate is all. And as I get older and chubbier, I think I’m inevitably going to end up the world’s only straight bear — whether I like it or not. I figure I might as well dress for it. Witty t-shirts aren’t limited to men though. I saw one that said “Butch in the streets, femme in the sheets.” Clever girl!
OK, enough of that. A quick recap of two back-to-back weekends of back-to-back shows…
This last weekend…
Friday I finally got a chance to catch Spindrift, a spaghetti western (meets The Doors) band from SoCal that I’ve missed up here a couple times. They played 12 Galaxies so it wasn’t hard for Sus and I to get up close. I really like what they do — it’s not far off from what I had wanted to do with my failed spaghetti project. It inspired me to maybe get that moving again though.
Then Saturday I caught The Black Angels at the Independent with Jamie. I like their stuff as well, but a whole set of it was a bit too much, which is to say it lacks variety. They put on a good show, but there were sound problems all night. By the end, the vocals were like an ice pick in my ear, and we had to cut out before the encore. I’m glad I went, but I think I’d prefer a shorter set and a larger venue for them. And a toilet bowl made of gold, while I’m asking.
P.S. Both of those shows had amazing and noteworthy visuals. Must be a psychedelia thing? Wouldn’t make sense for TCB, but for other projects? Me gusta. Oh, and it turns out these two bands toured together last Fall. I guess I missed the boat on that one…
Then Sunday was the Haight Street Fair with Sus and Shel. Nothing amazing there, but why pass up a chance to be surrounded by thousands of dirty drunk people? Actually, true to my spaghetti-themed weekend, there was an artist (Gabe Leonard) with a booth there that does some pretty good surrealist spaghetti and celebrity work…
It was only late last night that I realized I missed that Doo Wop night again! Next month for sure, damn it.
And erm, the weekend before that…
So the weekend before last was TCB’s Blue Lagoon show in Santa Cruz. We met a bunch of great folks before hand and talked Smiths. People that travelled far just to see us. And me mar and par even made it out for the show. But contrary to our “norm,” we ended up going on past midnight. And there was no sound check. And probably too many bands on the bill. And by the end, a drunken d-bag or two in the crowd trying to ruin other peoples’ good time. All issues working against us, and none of which we had any direct control over for a variety of reasons. We made it work, and the show was a success, but next time we’re in SC, we’ll take measures to see this doesn’t happen again.
That night, no one wanted to brave the drive home… or pay for a hotel. So Sus, Orlie, Cam, and I all crashed on my folks’ floor. Total sleepover. And no, we didn’t stay up all night talking about boys. Though it’s a wonder any of us slept with the orchestra of snoring going on. In the morning when everyone split, I had some time to visit with the fam. But at that point, my biorhythm was off, and it stayed wonky all week. I think I slept past 1:00pm on Sunday, and barely made it to work every day last week.
Sunday was R.E.M. and Modest Mouse at Berkeley’s Greek. The show started way early, still daylight in that outdoor venue. Orlie and I got there a bit late and missed the first few of Modest Mouse’s set including Dashboard. But we saw the majority of it and it’s always a pleasure to see Johnny at work. I have to say too that R.E.M. really impressed me. I don’t own any of their music, but they sounded great, and really put off a Smiths-like vibe on stage. They played over two hours, and included “Fall On Me” which they introduced by explaining that it was “requested by a member of one of the other bands that we have tremendous respect for,” which of course could only mean Johnny. Anyway, yeah, the show made a fan out of me.
And now you’re caught up.
So Graham sent me this the other day, which you musicians might find interesting. Moog’s got a new guitar that makes some interesting E-Bow noises. I think I’ll stick with the traditional approach myself, but I’m sure we’ll hear these in lots of prog rock soon.
And in closing, Chuck Palahniuk’s latest book Rant is finally out in paperback. I’ve said it before, and it bears repeating: Palahniuk is a fucking genius.