muzzleless rabble
well, i have to say, the show last night at the q was pretty fun. there were a lot of people there, many of whom were strangers to me, everyone was having a good time. they still didn’t have plain green tea, so i just drank water all night. i ate half of annie’s vegan deli sandwich, it was ok, and i got the continued backstory on the place. so the backstory i had was simply “wealthy aunt”, which explains how they could be a business and have all this expensive equipment and seemingly not know how to use it (such was my experience the first two times i went in). the continued backstory is that “a bunch of ICP dudes” “took over” the java hut (the primary late teen slam poetry rec room), and all the couch rats jumped ship. but like i said, i had a good time, people were friendly. i cannot comment on the quality or value of the foodstuffs, as i only got water, but it was ina real glass anyway. long story short, it’s a clubhouse, which is whatever– everyone needs a clubhouse.
as far as the performances, i missed the first act, which only meant that things started dead on time, which means that people were there early, which rules. i played second and had a great time warbling and telling stories. it’s weird being on stage AND having everyone sitting down at tables, but so it goes. i forgot to sing all the special songs i was working on, so it goes. the foundation was really good, playing at a really moderate volume, which was pretty awesome. lots of people dancing and having fun. or rather, the usual suspects dancing and having fun, while weirded-out teens played cool. they have a really long instrumental riff-out that always results in the audience playing with the band like toys– this time me and elder sabatinelli lofted and chicken-fought annie and dave (bass and guitar), then later, dave was slowly pantsed. i really like dave and annie, a cool and rare super tight brother sister best friend pair. the drummer jerry is fun to watch too, it kind of looks like the drums are small animals and he’s trying to keep them from getting near his face.
i’m getting a little sick right now which sucks, so i’m drinking lots of miso and no dumb sugars. oh, the volunteer meeting at the store was yesterday and it was awesome! next week i’m only working at the store on saturday, which means lots of time to make stuff and have ideas. i’m psyched. god bless kelley parsons, volunteer coordinator and friend.
Bruce wanted to make clear that when he said, “I didn’t think they let animals in here,” he was making a reference to your Gorilla amp, and not you.
today, one of my students asked me if i’d heard of the q. “it’s so awesome. it’s wicked awesome.” she said. i told her i heard of it and asked her if she saw some bands there. “yeah, the foundation and something else and this other one guy on his own.” “jacob berendes?” i asked. “yeah! oh my god you know him? he’s so awesome. he’s was so WICKED awesome. my friend drew a picture of him while he was playing and talking and then we talked to him and he said he was gonna put it up on his website. he was so WICKED awesome.”
that was reeeeally cool, jb.
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ha! it’s great how many of my friends are teachers right now! i should put together a course guide…
yes and i (and perhaps other teachers) could pay you for the course guide because it is hard to be a never-ending little machine of new and old ideas. i am a flat tire. flat spare donut tire. anyway, it’s their turn now and it could be yours… for cash money.