Last night The Girl and I went out to catch the Electric Six show at Black Cat. They played with the openers Night Kills Day and Test Your Reflex.
I'll bet good money that Night Kills Day started up a Sisters of Mercy cover band. Meh.
Test Your Reflex wasn't bad, but they are one of those bands that sounds just like every other indie-pop band - You know the ones I'm talking about.
Electric Six played a pretty good set, but most of the songs were from their debut album - I really would have liked to hear more stuff off of their two more recent albums. I'm sure that I'm in the minority on that one - They were just givin' the people what they wanted. Good show, boys.
Be sure to check 'em out if they swing by your hometown (or nearest metropolitan area to your hometown).
The smoking ban still bites it. I've noticed that smoke-free shows just smell like whiskey breath and beer farts. It's just like my couch, except all of the drunks are awake.
And forget about holding up in the 'smokers pen' directly outside of the club. It's like a panhandlers smorgasbord out there. I haven't seen that many CHUDS outside of a zombie flick. You're better off walking around the block - The modern smoker is like a shark. If you don't keep moving, you're screwed.
To summarize: Opening bands were definitely opening, E6 rocked it, and the smoking ban can gnaw on my dirty ass.
That's all I got.
No really, man.
It's my last word, sorry.
2 comments:
A CHUD reference?! I thought I was the only person who has ever seen that piece of shit flick. I think I was 8 when it came out.
I'll thank you to not call the great documentary about me and my fellow SOX fans as a piece of shit flick
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