2.23.2005
i'd like to take this opportunity to thank slint for rocking my ass last night. i felt 15 all over again, and for this, i do love you.
the trip to la'ville went as planned... except for the wendy's on 5th and liberty that we planned to visit was CLOSED, so there was no eating til midnight. but anyway... i ran into a lot of folks i was really happy to see, and only like, five people that i wanted to throw eggs at. it could've been MUCH worse, trust me.
the show was great, though there were some downsides. some 15-year-olds insisted on heckling. heckling slint. motherfuckers. and there was the guy in front of me who couldn't wait an hour for a cigarette and lit it up right there in the middle of the (very nicely decorated and rather uppity) brown theater. i bet he put it out on the carpet. again i say, "motherfucker." and the first band TOTALLY BLEW. i have no idea what they were called, but let's just say that if artie from pete and pete was 1000% less cool and funny and had a band that played a cross between horrible noise rock and 60s poppy belle and sebastian sounding shit, this would be that band. they played a few songs, illiciting a less than impressive response from the audience and then the main dude goes "i don't feel like playing anymore," and the crowd went wild! somebody was like "yeah, get the fuck off the stage!" and so they did. it was sort of awesome, in a mean-ass kinda way. but they really and truly did suck. if i ever figure out who they are, i'll warn you yet again.
the indie rock costumes were disappointing, i gotta say. i only saw like, 50 girls with the typical indie rock haircut (mega-stacked in the back, obviously dyed either red or black or some combination thereof, with the long hardcore looking dangly faceframing shit up front, and often accented by some sort of head-wrap-band action). then again, i only saw about 50 girls, as it was quite a sausage fest.
i found out that at least two people i know are getting married, at least one person i know has a job which requires him to wear a suit all day (very very weird if you knew the dude), and jism cut his beard off (peer pressure is a bitch, man). and i only ran into one person with whom i had "relations" in the past. phew.
i brought the camera, but left it in the center console when we parked. the walk back to retrieve it seemed too long and cold to attempt, though i'm kicking myself today. no pictures from me, but jism got it mini-disc'd and took some pics as well. if i can get 'em, and you care to see 'em, let me know.
the show was great, though there were some downsides. some 15-year-olds insisted on heckling. heckling slint. motherfuckers. and there was the guy in front of me who couldn't wait an hour for a cigarette and lit it up right there in the middle of the (very nicely decorated and rather uppity) brown theater. i bet he put it out on the carpet. again i say, "motherfucker." and the first band TOTALLY BLEW. i have no idea what they were called, but let's just say that if artie from pete and pete was 1000% less cool and funny and had a band that played a cross between horrible noise rock and 60s poppy belle and sebastian sounding shit, this would be that band. they played a few songs, illiciting a less than impressive response from the audience and then the main dude goes "i don't feel like playing anymore," and the crowd went wild! somebody was like "yeah, get the fuck off the stage!" and so they did. it was sort of awesome, in a mean-ass kinda way. but they really and truly did suck. if i ever figure out who they are, i'll warn you yet again.
the indie rock costumes were disappointing, i gotta say. i only saw like, 50 girls with the typical indie rock haircut (mega-stacked in the back, obviously dyed either red or black or some combination thereof, with the long hardcore looking dangly faceframing shit up front, and often accented by some sort of head-wrap-band action). then again, i only saw about 50 girls, as it was quite a sausage fest.
i found out that at least two people i know are getting married, at least one person i know has a job which requires him to wear a suit all day (very very weird if you knew the dude), and jism cut his beard off (peer pressure is a bitch, man). and i only ran into one person with whom i had "relations" in the past. phew.
i brought the camera, but left it in the center console when we parked. the walk back to retrieve it seemed too long and cold to attempt, though i'm kicking myself today. no pictures from me, but jism got it mini-disc'd and took some pics as well. if i can get 'em, and you care to see 'em, let me know.
# posted by Nancy Cunningham @ 10:47 AM 
hahahahaha.
was it...Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti? i just read in the Lousiville Paper that he was opening for Slint, and unless plans changed, then thats who the 'uncool Pete' guy was.
hes a really good friend of mine and just got signed to the Animal Collective's new label. hes been written up as the best unheard music of 2004 by like, Spin, and Rolling Stone, and all that crap...but yeah, i can understand. his live shows suck. his cd is pretty rad though.
poor little Ariel. he wears girls clothes a lot. haha.
anyway, i wanna see photos! :)
was it...Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti? i just read in the Lousiville Paper that he was opening for Slint, and unless plans changed, then thats who the 'uncool Pete' guy was.
hes a really good friend of mine and just got signed to the Animal Collective's new label. hes been written up as the best unheard music of 2004 by like, Spin, and Rolling Stone, and all that crap...but yeah, i can understand. his live shows suck. his cd is pretty rad though.
poor little Ariel. he wears girls clothes a lot. haha.
anyway, i wanna see photos! :)
shit, i guess i should prolly watch my talkin shit on the blog... you never know who knows who.
excuse me i mean "whom." sorry all you grammarians.
okay then, so i will, in my infinite reasonability, go ahead and give the cd a listen, since i was so quick to judge based on the live action.
a handful of us developed the (totally in jest) theory that slint just got some dudes from downtown somewhere to come in and bang on stuff so they'd sound mega-excellent in comparison. heheh... guess we were wrong.
excuse me i mean "whom." sorry all you grammarians.
okay then, so i will, in my infinite reasonability, go ahead and give the cd a listen, since i was so quick to judge based on the live action.
a handful of us developed the (totally in jest) theory that slint just got some dudes from downtown somewhere to come in and bang on stuff so they'd sound mega-excellent in comparison. heheh... guess we were wrong.
That was an awesome description of the opening band. I used to love The Adventures of Pete and Pete. I'm not sure if my mind can possibly fathom anything that's 1000% less cool and funny than Artie, but at least it sounds cool.
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