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so I was at this small club, mangos, near my house with a friend, Sozavac Instigator, and we were going to see the Riff Tiffs, a band from austin i think. the opening band finished right when I got there, and the second band came on and started playing.
I was standing maybe 15 feet from the stage (the room is quite small) nursing a coca cola, and watching the band with my friend. The band has 8 dudes in it, guitar/bass/guitar/drums/keys/and a guy playing trumpet/singer.
so they are playing and they are very much in the vein of the more slow and emotive at the drive in/mars volta stuff, not really my thing, but I am enjoying the show allright.
the singer is totally aping the mars volta/ATDI singer, v neck T, hair all fro'd out, singing with his eyes closed and gesturing more often than actually playing the guitar around his neck.
I turn to my friend and shout "I hate when every song starts with the word "she""
He laughed and we watched more of the song, which had these loud soft dynamics, very typical of all the post-slint crap the kids keep playing, and I lean to my friend again, and just as I am about to talk loudly in his ear the band drops in volume to real soft, and I holler "Man, that singer really cares, huh?" in what must have sounded like the most sardonic, This-sad-sack-singer-is-a-pussy-bitch voice.
The entire club heard me, and the kids in the front all turn around to look at me, cuz they LOVE that he cares! they care TOOO!!!! (90% of the crowd was under 20)
I turned to face them and smiled like "yeah, you heard me..."
no one said shit.
One kid, who did not seem to like the band, Laughed. a lone Guffaw.
"hheayyuahhh!"
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