i went to the echo on 'free night' again. this time, i met up with two of my fellow haters (though we all hate different things differently). we spent most of the night outside on the smoking patio, chatting about dallas and crazy characters and weird girls thereabouts. it was easy to pay as little attention to the music as possible.
coincidentally enough, the bands on the bill that night were that rare PERFECT mix of highly listenable and totally ignorable. this allowed me to enjoy my evening of paying $7 for cups of warm beer. thanks free night!
depending on where the sound guy was, there were sometimes up to five dudes in plaid flannel shirts on stage. there was just something about the combination of beanies, flannels, collared plaid button ups, over-emotive shouting and a cute girl bassists in the room that night that just made me want to never listen to a superchunk record ever again.
the 2nd to last band seemed like it could have been good, but for some reason just wasnt. was it nerves? singing keyboard players shouldnt sit center stage facing the audience. even freddie mercury didnt do that, and that dude did everything!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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judging a band by their wardrobe: niiiice
judging a post by its content, niiice
posting a content by its judge, niiiice
eater of the dead, you rule
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