A picture I found on the Internet of some hippie doing a noodle danceOh, Internet, what a weekend I had. I think I may be some type of robot that does not require sleep. Neato.
Friday, I went to see hometown heroes The Bluebellies at the Mystic Theater. They put on one hell of a show and left the crowd begging for more. You can listen to them on CD or on your computer, sure. But the live element turns them into something that electronic media hasn't learned to contain ... yet. They were opening for Poor Man's Whiskey, whose gimmick of dressing up like 'The Wizard of Oz" characters and playing a bluegrass version of the entire "Dark Side of the Moon" album wore thin after a few songs. Also, the hippies started to roll in, and I am not a fan of noodling. (Noodling = sloppy, arm waving stoner dance hippies do to jam bands, usually while having dreadlocks)
Saturday, I went to to the San Francisco Oyster and Beer Fest to see Flogging Molly play. There was less beer than I expected (Guinness and Harp only), and I wasn't anxious to buy oysters that had been sitting in the sun. However! Flogging Molly is phenomenal live. They have so much energy. I wish they would play here more. Also: I liked seeing vast numbers of people attempt to do a jig. I tried and failed. But even a failed jig is fun. It was a beautiful day, and Fort Mason is a great place to hold a festival. It was hecka cool. (J/K about "hecka." I have not turned lame.) For more detail, check out what my friend who wasn't dead but was just resting had to say about the day and what my friend who took awesome pictures of the day had to say.
After that (and some eatin'), I went to Mezzanine for some dancey dancey. DJ Heather was rad. She really knows how to keep people moving. I forget who the DJ after her was. He was good, but I found myself wishing for her to come back. She knew how to create a mood. Is "party" a mood?
Due to unfortunate car circumstances, I didn't make it out to Maker Faire as originally planned for Sunday. The unfortunate circumstances involved some of my (luckily, cheap) clothing being stolen. So, if you happen to see some street tough walking around in an ill-fitting T-shirt that says "Pizza is the Best" or some tiny brown pants that look like they were made for me, punch him in the belly for me. According to some pals, the fair (it shouldn't have an "e" at the end!) rocked hard.
Note to bands: Make girl shirts. I know it's harder and more expensive, but we do not want to buy boxy shirts that are too big.
Due to unfortunate car circumstances, I didn't make it out to Maker Faire as originally planned for Sunday. The unfortunate circumstances involved some of my (luckily, cheap) clothing being stolen. So, if you happen to see some street tough walking around in an ill-fitting T-shirt that says "Pizza is the Best" or some tiny brown pants that look like they were made for me, punch him in the belly for me. According to some pals, the fair (it shouldn't have an "e" at the end!) rocked hard.
Note to bands: Make girl shirts. I know it's harder and more expensive, but we do not want to buy boxy shirts that are too big.
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I too share a low-level loathing for hippie-types and their strange dancing moves. Where I'm from, we call them 'spinners' and tend to steer clear of their glassy stares and generally smellyness. (I made that word up.)
Good talking with you, BTW; you sounded cheerful and precise, just as I thought you would.
I agree about girl shirts. It's so disappointing when I like a shirt and it's only in men sizes (or one-size-fits-all, which means "big.") Girls do not want to drown in tee-shirt material! No!
Dear Ladies: Thank you for your comments about girl shirts. I am trying to sell this idea to all of the festivals and musicians I work with, and they keep arguing! Why??? It is a good point!
I agree. Bands need girl shirts!! >_<