in the midst of slowly succumbing to the cold that has been threatening to firmly ensconce me in it’s wily clutches, somehow i managed to drag my ass home from the gym and get showered/presentable enough(kinda) in time to head to Great Scott’s with the boy. where we would meet up with the shirley and see Youth Group.
it was so much fun, even though i was utterly wrecked and falling fast off of a benadryl dosing mistake, live music, a dimly lit bar, loud speakers & crisp fall air. wonderful. i missed this a bit. i missed going out randomly on weekdays — and ok, i didn’t get drunk because i already felt like crap — and just rockin’ out to good music. i know, i know, i’m going to unholy concerts lately — in fact, norah scored free tix to see franz ferdinand last saturday and that was rocktacular, so add another one to the tally — but…random band playing in a dirty ol’ bar, or a famous band at a giant venue…well, those are two mighty different beasts right there. and i love them both. which is probably why i’ve been antsy to convince the consumers they need to play again. because i miss it. and i miss them. bastards.
mommy and daddy opened, and we caught their last few songs. and they were just…so good. in fact, they somewhat reminded me of my favorite local band (see above) in their setup. they sufficiently rocked and were hella nice. which of course means i have their CD, because i do want to hear more. i don’t care for their name too terribly much, but they do have a bit of a radio 4, !!!, rapture thing going on. and they were pretty high energy. fun stuff.
youth group apparently opened for death cab for cutie the night before, so it was a double-header for them. they’re from australia and have a lead singer who really reminds me of napoleon dynamite — you know, if he lost his glasses and dyed his hair brown. so fun! oh, and do i ever have major guitar-lust for their guitars. they had a whole rack of absolutely gorgeous fenders, with various guitar-switches during their set. and i really liked a good deal of their songs. they had clever lyrics, and a rhythm to back it up.
all in all, a super-fun night. plus i have some new bands to look up, listen to and obsess over. because lord knows you can never have too much music. unless of course, you’re britney spears and then you should spend the rest of your life cloistered in shame for what you’ve inflicted upon the public. same goes for any of the simpson sisters. and celine dion.
and looming on the horizon of this weekend:
broken social scene
yay.
