New SVE

My body is ready . . . .

The Coathangers v. Lake Street Dive

I was planning on going over to Terminal West tonight to watch Lake Street Dive, but noticed on the venue's web site today that the performance was sold out.  Tonight, then, I rest - March Madness starts tomorrow.

Meanwhile, here's that new Coathangers video featuring members of Mastodon in drag.  'Nuff said.

Sundays? Sun Days?

Dang!  For a minute there, I thought that my beloved The Sundays had gotten back together.

The Sun Days, another new band from Gothenburg, Sweden, aren't bad at all, and may be the closest we're going to get to that other band in our lifetime.

Stephen McBean

Now, that's what I'm talking about . . . 

Can We Really Party Today?

With all that's going on right now, I've still got this song from last Thursday night rambling around my mind.

Quilt

Quilt perform tonight at 529.  Three bands and doors open at 9:00, which means the first band won't start playing until at least 10:00 pm and don't expect to see Quilt take the stage before midnight.

I don't think I'm going to be able to make it.

Scenes From Eddie's Attic: Robyn Hitchcock, February 22, 2014

Earlier this month, Robyn Hitchcock played a two-night stand at Decatur's Eddie's Attic.  The only problem was those two nights coincided with Snowpocalypse 2014, the two-day ice-and-snow Armageddon that deluged the fair State of Georgia for two days.  Hitchcock's two days. 

Some brave souls (not I) managed to make it to one or, I suppose, both of those shows.  But even though he technically fulfilled his contractual obligation and played both nights, instead of making those unlucky fans who couldn't make it have to refund their tickets, Hitchcock performed a third show, and last Saturday afternoon (2:00 pm) was the time that he was able to squeeze into his busy tour schedule to return to Eddie's Attic.

A thorough entertainer and raconteur, Hitchcock charmed the audience both with his warm and witty songs and with his warm and witty banter as well (almost as entertaining as the songs themselves).  

For his encore, he wandered unamplified through the audience singing "some songs from my record collection," including the Beatles' Norwegian Wood, Dylan's She Belongs To Me, and Bowie's Soul Love from Ziggy Stardust.  And yes, even though I blog about and listen to modern music, I'm still of a certain age that these songs not only raised some goose bumps on my flesh, but also had me singing along under my breath. A charming show, and a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon.