The concert. Was divine. Doo da, Doo da.
We did have to stand for about 6 hours all told. That sucked. As did the first band. But the Dandys were delishious. And made me dance like a fool. Which given the state of my feet at that point was pretty damned foolish. But I will recover. And live to tell the cats the tale of hearing "Bohemian like you" live and even without the ear plugs.
But the absolute alpha and omega of the show was The Brian Jonestown Massacre. Lovely, lovely, lovely. They kicked all asses in the place, handed them to us on a platter and proceeded to rhyme about it. Seriously- there is a documentary about them and the Dandys, and the Joneses come across as a bunch of disfunctional narcicist drug addicts who should be dead by now. I gotta say that Anton Newcombe- the lead guy- looked a little like shit on shingle (maybe just needed a bath- hard to tell), but the boy was dead on. And very, very good. The rest of his fellers also were good. It was all good. Now I will find another word to overuse.
We were also graced with the honor of watching a large number of fellow concert-goers getting 86'd for extreeeme inebriation. And other things, which remained mysterious. We stood near some forbidden stairs, which beaconed to the drunkards, who were flashed with lights and shooed off. That was entertaining. We saw the skeeviest assortment of humanity that we have seen in many a day. We saw some sad, pitiful little girls who just wanted someone to take them home and bone the shit out of them so that they could feel important for a few minutes. (though if you fall for that, you deserve the demonic psycho drama that would happen the next day, sunshine). We saw the Rock Queen in her tight red dress, sans knickers, get her sad little assets on the stage, delude herself into thinking that she was a star, and then get escorted out of the place. It was all a spectacle.
But the music was the best part, and I am happy. Because I want to. Saddest thing- I haven't been up that late downtown ...well...ever. Fuck all, I'm old.
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i have never heard of the bands reviewed in this post.
how's that for old.
Well, what can I say- you are still stuck on that Mahler stuff, etc. So I guess that maybe you should just consider it opting out. Rather than old.
Besides, you hate songs with vocals. So you would likely hate this stuff too. I'm just guessing...
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