Here's my damn-near-perfect evening, as of this past Saturday, after dropping the munchkin off at Grandma's for a little spoilage (I love the midget, but y'know...):
The place makes me feel 12 years old again, and in a good way, not a dammit-those-guys-gave-me-a-wedgie-again way. (Um. Not that that ever happened to me, of course. Just, ah, some of my friends, y'know...) I've got to get there during daylight hours sometime soon, I swear.
So good not even the two obnoxious SuperFansTM who shoved in front of us -- one of whom looked like Ike Barenholtz from Mad TV in his Kevin Federline costume and the other of whom appeared to be attached to his girlfriend somehow by the baby-blue headphones hung around both their necks -- could fuck it up. That Will Sheff is something else, even if my wife thinks his eyes look like a newborn gerbil's (she loves OR, too, mind you)... The band's come a long way from the first time we caught 'em at Rudz, with only Sheff & their old mandolin player playing to about eight people. They deserve all the success they get.
Beyond Okkervil, Damien Jurado was absolutely spectacular, despite not looking a thing like I thought he would (turns out he's from here, weirdly enough; he went to elementary school & juvie in H-town). I need some of his albums, seriously. And I liked what I caught of the Colour Revolt; Aaron from The Church of Philadelphia declared they were his favorite band ever (heck, he made the drive down from The Woodlands just to see 'em), and I can definitely understand why. Oh, and the show was over before midnight. No shit. That and the blessedly smoke-free environment made it feel like we were in a whole other city for a while, one where clubs routinely finish up early for the kids & old-and-grumpy near-urbanites.
It might not sound like much, but there it is -- the best evening out we've had in a very, very long time. Hell, even just driving around the Shepherd/Montrose 'hood listening to Peter and the Wolf and Jana Hunter on the car stereo was cool; some nights just work out perfectly, I guess, when the stars are all aligned properly...
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