Catching Up and Getting Out
Last Thursday we had a little Loose Record expedition to the Liam and Me/Automatic Automatic show at the Bowery. Even against xtina's will, she showed up and even looked like she enjoyed herself once. Her on-going, silent feud with Liam and Me's infectious synth-rock reached it's climax the day before the show when she almost, almost refused to go. Despite her reservations she didn't scream "fuck this" during the set and even bounced her feet around once or twice. Maybe there is hope for Israel and Palestine.
The really shit got started after the show when Jon greeted Tom and I with a "There are my dogs!" Jon is our dog and we'll go to war or to drinks with him anytime. The basement bar at the Bowery was serving drinks with all-time hostility and speed. Pretty soon we were drunk again with Liam and Me and exchanging, overly rhetorical statements of fact.
Now, as an aside, I do believe this band is going to make it. Really going to make it.
But put six drinks in me and I have never been more sure of anything in my life. I will stand by both sides of the argument. Yes, they're going to make it. But, it sure helps to drink five rum and cokes to really wrap your mind around this band's potential.
The evening ended up at the Annex which was far too dark and far too loud. Not too loud to order more drinks and not too dark to drink them, however. In time, the night petered out as weekdays have a habit of doing and Tom and I rolled home sometime before three. Noah managed to drunkenly find the F-train and Micah got a ride home from Jon only to lose her nerve and not make a move.
Great night all around that led right into a ridiculous Friday night which ended with xtina, MaggieMcquade, Mina, and assorted others at MaggieMcquade's sometime around 6. I'd give the Essex St. McDonald's about a 5 for service but a solid 10 for being there when Noah and I needed you.
Tuesday night head down to the Mercury to check out The Virgins. Or just listen to them here. Your call. They go on just before 11.
The Virgins - Rich Girls (thanks to www.partyends.com)
Labels: bands, concert, haterade, liam and me
9 Comments:
System Request [response to "haterade" tag]: Please adjust distribution of blog posts. Current status heavily weighted towards one band.
p.s. - I made myself an omelette and toast when I got home on saturday.
i will agree with the system request.
and p.s. i don't think i could stomach anything on saturday.
i would rather read a million blog posts about liam and me than one blog post about Quiltsryche quilts (even if they are pretty excellent).
ps. i don't know what i ate at mickey d's, but it was excellent.
i cannot believe someone deleted a comment. is that what we've been reduced to around here? censoring the few shreds of approval and support i get from my loving friends and fans.
here's an analogy
xtina and mina : editors :: kim jung-il :: world leaders
ge-off you sweet thing. what if someone deleted their own comment?
i deleted my own comment because i revealed some things about a band being signed that i shouldn't have revealed. i was drunk. calm it down.
i am always calm. and always a wild card.
calmer than you are...
p.s.-what happened at the end of friday night? i didn't rehash it with anyone! i think i made myself some steak ummms...kinda gross, kinda great!
noah: you had your heart set on toast.
ge-off: i'm tickled pink. pink button-down.
maggie: rehash of the end of the night (aka "the morning")...
smoke-filled room, your doggie balanced on noah's hands, maggie metal playing on itunes. steakums must have happened after we left?
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