Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving. I sat in the Ape House at the Zoo for about an hour, and for that I am thankful. But, the past is gone. This next week is shaping up to be quite the doozy.
Okay, that is an understatement. This year has been a doozy, the year of rock. Anne and I went to Coachella, and saw everyone from Dios to The Cure. Since then, of course, there have been several good shows, but nothing like this next week.
This week started with Brice Woodall and Monopoli at the Hut Sunday, and will move forward with Ted Leo at the Black Cat on Thursday (if you don't count Verbal at the Backstage Tuesday, hey, a brother's gotta sleep sometime). Then, we have our show at Staccato Friday night. Check this out, by some stroke of dumb luck, Jim had an extra for one of GBV's final shows in NYC Saturday night. Barely being able to see past this weekend, we've got the Pixies next Wednesday here in DC.
This is why I moved to DC in the first place, to be in proximity to such shows… and the gods of rock have smiled. There's a Tenacious D song in here somewhere…
We'll be armed with a camera, so look for some kind of stab at photojournalism, but Jim is keen to remind me that it won't flow with our website redesign. I'll find some way to post them that won't distract.
And please come out to our show this Friday. We know there are tons of good shows that night (Magnetic Fields, Blonde Redhead, Brice, the Homes,etc), but Sean Winter, Laura Burhenn and My Friend Autumn will be in fine form and ready to make you glad you did.