Time, oh give me time

Where is the time going…seriously?

Okay, time for the super-condensed recap of stuff I’ve been meaning to blog.

First up, Lowest of the Low!

Jen and I are both listed as “friends” of the Low at MySpace. So when we got to the concert, I wandered over to get a slice of pizza while Jen made a phone call. Who should wander up to get a slice of pizza right next to me but Lawrence! I kind of didn’t recognize him at first. He was wearing sunglasses, and his hair has grown out a bit. It’s a good look. 🙂 He looked over at me, I smiled, and he said, “Are you Erin?” So thanks again, Debbie, for doing such a great job of drawing me!

Great show, of course. Heavy on the new stuff. They played most of Sordid Fiction. Jen and I could not agree on whether or not they played The Sharpest Pain. I said no, she said yes…anyway…three new songs. One of them was very Elvis Costello-y. All of them sounded great. Bring on the new album!

Other things of note from the show…some of which will be later developed for characters in short stories/novels:

The skinny kid in the “need head” t-shirt.

Said skinny kid was very, very drunk and kept almost running into us while drunkenly dancing. He later took off the shirt to become skinny shirtless kid with dancing bear tattoo. He was apparently friends with the girls in front of us who parked in front of the stage at 4 p.m. One of them was hippie-ish with long hair with one beaded braid, Janis Joplin sunglasses, and a halter top. The other was wearing a Low wiener dog tank and was showing way too much tummy…not to mention way too much fuschia panty. They’re called low-rise panties. Victoria’s Secret has them. Look into it.

The girls were there with their moms, one of whom had way-too-bleached-blond hair. Toward the end of the concert, when we started to get annoyed about them pulling everyone they knew in front of us to stand and talk to them, I said, “You have GOT to be kidding me.” One of the moms snipped “We’ve been here since *four*.” Okay lady, maybe you have, but your 27 friends haven’t. Grr. People are just so rude. I hate that.

In other fun, I watched a woman standing next to me snort coke. No joke. She pulled out a teeny-tiny baggie filled with white powder and proceeded to measure it out with a teeny pocketknife. I was floored.

There was a woman behind us dancing who had to be the most rhythmless person I’ve ever seen. It’s called a beat. Find it. 😉

One big pet peeve…quite possibly my favorite Low song performed live is Black Monday. I *hate* when people ruin this experience for me by, say, having a loud conversation throughout the entire song while standing right in front of the stage. If you’re talking through Black Monday, you’re not a real fan.

Ahem.

Okay…Sunday night, then, I went to Nietzsche’s where I saw Greg Klyma perform with Tom Bianchi. Fantastic show. Their ability to improvise and engage in truly funny banter was amazing. Both of them are wildly talented and wildly entertaining. I was just sorry I had to leave a bit early so that I could be up for work in the morning. 🙁 Rand got up and sang with them a couple of times, which is always fun. They performed P.M. Prima Donna(aka the Cher song)…Rand played Greg’s guitar and Greg played the mandolin, which was pretty impressive considering he’d never played it on the mandolin before. I do always enjoy listening to Rand sing. 🙂

At the show, some random older woman in big glasses and a fisherman’s hat stopped in front of me and said, “You are a very beautiful young woman. You have beautiful eyes.”

“Um, thank you,” I said. Because really, what else can one say to that? 😉

So anyone reading out there, do go see Greg and/or Tom if you get the chance. You won’t be sorry!

And speaking of live music in Buffalo…I got a message from this guy named Jon Troast who’s going to be playing at Spot Coffee (Delaware/Chippewa) on Wednesday, August 17 at 8 p.m. He describes himself as being of the folk/rock/pop, singer-songwriter variety. Sounds like it might be worth checking out…anyone care to join me?

I just applied for something that would be a fantastic opportunity, so do keep your fingers crossed for me!

7 thoughts on “Time, oh give me time

  1. I fell in love with Tom Bianchi when I met him, but I really should stay away from dark-haired bass players…I’m sure he’s spoken for anyway!

  2. Sigh. Greg Klyma is playing a little lakefront dive here in Canandaigua of all places next weekend — on the one night of the week I can’t leave the office. Have not heard him, but I’ve heard nothing but good things about him.
    -Dave

  3. I biked down to that Low show, in sort of a bad mood. I only lasted five minutes because a) q: what do I hate worse than a crowd? a: absolutely nothing, b) drunk idiots yelling in my ear, c) no wine…only wine coolers, and d) could not see band in any regard.

    Got back on bike and went to very empty Nietzsche’s.

    Glad you had fun!

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