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And the introduction is just priceless. Though I'm going to have to buy this song now, I have always wondered who the hell 'sung' that song.

Labels: music, stupidity

Down at Stubb's to check out the Santigold concert with Flashman and they've got the High Life. Can't beat it for $3.75. 

Labels: flashman, music

Up before the 8 am for the first time in ages not feeling horribly sleep deprived. Maybe I'd rather be up than in the hazmat suit filled world that I woke up from. From where my memory kicks in, I was the only person not in a suit and was wondering why my eyes were burning when I glimpsed everyone else suited up. And nobody offered to help me out, though they were all concerned that my eyes were all red (though I do recall someone saying I should take out my contacts). Such is life in a chemical wasteland.

And I'm up early so I can go to the dentist and then go give blood (cue Pete Townshend music). And since the blood-giving is at the office, I'll actually go in for the first time in what seems to be weeks.

Labels: dreams, music

The end of the Chevelle show. I didn't get nearly as crazy-close as QOTSA but I just didn't feel like moving so far from the bar. And now back to my pleasant #3 north. Home, James!

Labels: music

Finally got my tickets for Chevelle's show on Thursday at Stubb's. I think this'll be the first concert I've ever gone by myself to. Or is it...

Labels: music

A coupe more shots, one from a distance and the other a close up of something.

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Not the best pics but here are a couple shots from the show. If only my phone wasn't so shitty. If only I had gotten some voice clips of JMVC screaming out “Joshua” nearly constantly.

Labels: jmvc, music

He's thinking. Of what, i don't know.

Labels: music

The second opening act, Howlin' Rain. Bringing 70's rock back.

Where's his bell?

Labels: music

Taking it easy tonight, but tomorrow's the Queens of the Stone Age show with JMVC. The rest is probably warranted as I don't see us taking it easy.

Labels: jmvc, music

They're coming for us all. Well, me but I'll be behind all of you. Headed down to the Crown to meet up with a jamiliya who's in town for ACL Fest and I'm actually going home at a decent hour.

Labels: music

The White Stripes bailed on ACL Fest and their concert at their concert at Stubb's. Damn them! Well, at least QOTSA are still playing Saturday night and I'll get a refund for the Stripes tickets.

Labels: music

My tickets to the White Stripes show came today. I can only hope the ones for Queens of the Stone Age show up next.

Labels: music

I was wondering why The Spazmatics show was so packed last night, I heard that Jennifer Aniston mentioned them in some article as her favorite band. That solidifies that I won't ever go see them again. That and they aren't really that good.

Labels: music

I left the bar and wanted to hear a song, but couldn't remember the name of the song or the artist so I started clicking through hoping I'd randomly find it. It took me over 1100 of the 1473 to find it (Ceremony by New Order). Went from doing that in my parking spot, to driving up to my place, laying on my couch, and then finally sitting on my back porch before I finally found it. I don't know if that says I'm persistent, seriously lazy or that I've got obsessive tendencies. With that cheery thought, I go to bed.

Labels: music, stupidity

Along with the sauce with some macaroni, I made up a combination of yellow squash and zucchini and some garlic bread over to a friend's place. Now, I'm heading down to Cedar Street to see The Spazmatics. Hopefully I don't regret leaving the Tigers game.

Labels: baseball, cooking, food, music, sports

Checked out the Keep Austin Weird Festival yesterday then saw LC Rocks (Jager and S. Money would love these guys) at Cedar Street. I knew it would be a great day when I took the bus downtown. Go Cap Metro! I'll have to post a picture of the guy with the cat on his shoulders. Or not.

Labels: drinking, jager, music, s. money

Turned out to be an "early" night with me home like 10 minutes ago. Even managed to take a side trip and see Hayes Carll down at Saxon Pub. It was really more to see The Saw and was pretty much a waste of ten bucks for me, but that's the cost of freedom.

Labels: drinking, music, the saw

Got a text from Patches; apparently ACL Fest tickets are on sale. Good for everybody else as I'll continue my streak of not attending. And with that, I'm passing out.

Labels: music

Well, I got invited to this concert for Saturday. I thought it was at Stubb's for a band called Bulletproof Rodeo. Well, I was a bit off, it's a party called Bullet Proof and it's at the rodeo. So this will be interesting as I've never been to a rodeo. But it's free beer and barbeque so that's something.

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I've been watching a lot of Texas basketball recently. Even though my interest has not increased their winning, I've been more into watching this Kevin Durant kid just kill opponents. Though he can't do it all as the Longhorns dropped one to Texas A&M. Durant, a freshman, only had 28 points. I'm even going with The Saw and some folks to see them next Monday.

Labels: basketball, drinking, music, sports, the saw

Keymaster's headed off and I'm in recovery mode. Good time last night. We saw this band, Okkervil River, which was so-so. After that, me and Keymaster separated to get two different groups back to an after party. Neither of us knew where the place was, but we did have vague text directions.

I get the group of Swedes who worked for the World Bank. They were in town from Washington D.C. for ACL Fest and were friends of a friend of Keymaster. On the way, I pointed out things like stores, roads, and trains that they probably didn't have in Sweden. They seemed taken by this strange American. That being me.

We found the house with a bunch of people out front and headed in. I introduced everyone and immediately began confusing the blonde Swedish girl with a blonde girl at the party. I kept saying things like, "what keeps happening to your accent?"

After about 30 minutes or so, I realize Keymaster hasn't shown up. I give him a call and it turns out he's across the street at the party. Yes, I was at the wrong party, but they had a keg so I wasn't too concerned about it. I checked with the Swedes and they seemed fine with staying at the wrong party.

Eventually I did go to the real party and they're all sitting down. Sitting? The other party had people standing. No contest, so I had to go back. Besides, the Swedes were still there. And after about 15 minutes, the other party crashed the party, too.

Good times!

Labels: music, stupidity

Man, people are in town for ACL Fest and Mopac is a parking lot. I'm glad I'm not going down that way. And least not for a few hours.

Labels: music

I had another going away happy hour to hit, but I skipped out on the festivities (including the Spazmatics) scheduled afterwards at Cedar Street. But I had major accomplishment here tonight: I've deleted enough email in my hotmail account to reduce free space from 14% to 1%.

Labels: music

Apparently Subsonica isn't going to play at SXSW. Damn visas. People can get in illegally to blow up people and pick tomatoes, but not to rock the casbah?

Labels: music

I heard some announcer on ESPN refer to the Seattle Subsonicas. That can't be a coincidence. Subsonica is an Italian rock band. Conveniently, they're playing here Thursday for SXSW but I'll be otherwise occupied with my cooking aspirations (of grandeur). Too bad, because they put out some good stuff.

Labels: music

This should be interesting. I love this band and am jacked up (to see them), but my buddy doesn't even know the band; he's just happy to be out of the house. Well, only another hour of drinking before the concert.

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That QOTSA show still isn't sold out. Emo's is a glorified shoe box, I can't believe its not sold out. Shocking, shocking!

Labels: music

Queens of the Stone Age is coming back to Austin (10/18/05 for those interested). So hot is this news that it isn't even on their site yet. They're playing at Emo's of all places. Some band named Dressy Bessy cancelled and QOTSA picked it up. From their site, looks like they're in Dallas on the Monday and Houston on Wednesday so might as well hit Austin for the second time, right? JMVC better not have his dead ass doing anything that night because I got him a ticket. Thank God for the distraction of iTunes!

Labels: jmvc, music

Its a bit weird knowing that a bunch of folks are all waiting for me to pick them up in a bit, like the calm before the storm. So something's going on later, just not sure what. The shuttle service was at a fever pitch today. 420 and Patches stepped in and helped out, though I think Chilly really did like sitting in the bed of Patches' SUV.

Though I've had a little bit of thoughts of going to the shows (hearing the Black Crowes yesterday might've been cool), I think I'm better off on this couch (though I'm in my office right now, but don't tell any one).

Labels: 420, chilly, music

I'm picking up some people from this week's Austin music festival. And dropped off, too. So I'm like the nicest guy ever. Never has the world seen the like.

Labels: music

Everyone's taking today off for ACL fest, good for them. Let the shuttle commence!

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I didn't get a ticket to The Killers' show, but it sounds pretty good at Club de Ville. Another time for the quad from Las Vegas. I just couldn't give in to the conspiracy of price fixing those sacksers were running. i mean 75 bones for one ticket? This isn't Nirvana with Cobain back from the grave or something. Well. I'll have to keep this in mind for future shows that I only half-ass want to see. Though it does suck that I have three people in there that probaly can't have fun without me. And who, I ask, can blame them?

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I had planned on going down to Town Lake, but JMVC called up and reminded me of my Sunday tradition of me drinking two dollar imports at Antonio's 183. 101X was doing a remote and I think he won a free Ski Doo rental. And it gave me time to realize I should continue drinking and using my pool. I think 420 and Patches are on their way over. Leftover beer is almost as good as fresh beer!

Oh, and my dad called up. He and my mom just got back to their place and were back using the computer. There's no sign that of trouble and he doesn't suspect that I flew back to fix it. Another case solved.

Labels: 420, jmvc, music, technology

Being at my folk's place I'm forced to watch SNL. Suprisingly, there was this hilarious cartoon about Shazzang that made me laugh out loud. Shazzang was some out of control, disfunctional genie that took delight in going to far. And Queens of the Stone Age were on (SNL, not the cartoon). Its making up up for the Will Farrell being the guest host.

Labels: music

I was watching the television thingy and I heard a familiar sound: it was Razorlight on a commercial (Golden Touch if you care which song). I'm not sure if I'm disapointed or happy.

Labels: music

Made some last minute plans to hit and then Stubb's Bar-B-Q for a free KGSR show with Bubba and Mrs. Bubba. I was obsesses with getting free t-shirts after my loss of one years ago on a tubing trip. So now I have three to lose (well, two until I get the other two back from the Bubba's).

After seeing a couple songs by Chilly's fav Jimmy Lafave. Then I ran into Less Crazy at 219 with some friends from out of town before the Bubba's had to leave (with the shirts safely(?) in tow). Bar hoping in the rain ensued before LC gave me a ride home. And then I decided to follow them back up to his place where we played this cool card game the name of which escapes me. But it was sort of fun.

And now I sleep.

Labels: bubba, chilly, food, music

I'm seasoning a couple of cast iron pans and listening to the new System of a Down albums I bought. I seriously doubt those two activities have ever occurred at the same time before. I am a trend setter.

Oh, and my door bell keeps sounding off every fifteen minutes or so, I look out and nobody's there. Between the mystery of the stolen chainsaw, and the randomly opened doors, I got the makings of a great murder mystery; I just hope its not me.

So how's your Saturday night?

Labels: cooking, music

So I'm at the Muse/Razorlight show about a quarter the way from the stage and I head back because its too packed up. I wasn't so much claustrophobic, I was just tired of being crowded. Well in back, I have plenty of space and enjoy it until I look around and realize I've excused myself to the old timers and family section. Time to get that mail order bride and end it all.

Labels: music

A long weekend away and what do I have to look forward to this week? Muse and Razorlight at Austin Music Hall this coming Saturday. This show is going to, as they say in your country, rock. I need to check at the Hall to see if I can avoid the crazy surcharges by buying them directly there. And when I say "I", I mean JMVC.

Labels: jmvc, music

A nice dinner with S. Money and Miss Mary last night before hitting the local shit hole bar, the Nite-Cap Tavern. Good thing it was karaoke night because that was an instrumental part in a historic event. We were about to leave when I made a called shot on the next song. If Love Shack came up, we'd stay for another beer. And it did! The Love Shack Called Shot.

Labels: drinking, music, s. money

The Black Crowes are back together! Who knew?

Labels: music

Waking up at 6:15 is a lot easier when you see emails about two of your favorite bands coming to town....

JMVC sent an email about Muse coming to town. JMVC has been talking about wanting this band to come to town for a while (I even bought him this CD for Christmas). And to top that, Razorlight is starting up for them. That's right, Razorlight of 2004 South by Southwest fame. For those old time readers of dmt, you might recall them (or maybe just me and The Saw). Anyway, a strange and great coincidence.

The show is on Saturday May 7 at Austin Music Hall (thank God for a Saturday show). Tickets for the show go on sale this Monday.

Labels: jmvc, music

A long stretch of going out, hopefully, is done. It was Mac's birthday so me and my brother headed down towards where they were meeting. Started off at Brown Bar and was pleasantly surprised by the place. I know this was an old haunt of JMVC's, but the one or two times I had gone there I wasn't overly thrilled. Now I may go back and enjoy the three dollar Bud Lights. And I ran into another coworker (who actually seemed in a good mood; I guess getting out of the office does that for people).

Next stop was the slipshod Oslo. This pretentious, stuffy place is pretty much a waste of time. Whatever reviews that say this place is a place to go are wrong. I could never go to this place ever again and be satisfied. If not for the birthday girl, I wouldn't have even thought of going.

Then we met up with The Saw at Red Eyed Fly. He was trying to see a band, but the line was out stretched out beyond comprehension so we had a couple beers while discussing SXSW failing to deliver this year. Maybe it's just because the lineup was weaker than last year, but it sounds like all the decent acts were almost impossible to gain access to. Any way you look at it, I'm happy I didn't fork out the money for the wristband this year.

But we did have a nice breakfast at the original Kerbey Lane Cafe. Personally, I recommend the Eggs Francisco. And now to pass out.

Labels: drinking, music

Queens of the Stone Age started slow, but the last 3/4 was awesome. I need to write a review. All in all, a good time, even with my brother getting snagged trying to get a flask in.

Labels: music

It is definitely a 5:01 day. Queens of the Stone Age tonight! Hopefully we can get tickets. The show is sold out, but that doesn't typically stop me.

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Queens of the Stone Age at Stubb's is in less than a week! JMVC better track down a way to win some tickets from KROX.

Labels: jmvc, music

I went out to a happy hour last night along with Queen G, JMVC, and some of their friends. Well, we both told Black Crowes concert stories. His was better, but my story prompted a question that has haunted me since: where is the most unusual place I've urinated? I can't remember anything better than the back seat of the car I drove to Black Crowes concert in Tampa. I know I've pissed some place stranger than that.

Labels: jmvc, music, stupidity

I met up with JMVC for lunch and he's getting emails from people that he doesn't know asking why he hasn't been to any Grupo Fantasma shows recently. Must be nice to have your own friendly stalker. Anyway, Grupo's playing this Saturday at Emo's on Saturday. And you'll probably see JMVC there. I'll be plastering a wall. Or getting plastered. Not quite sure yet.

Labels: jmvc, music

Another Detroit Lions victory! And even better was I was actually able to see the game. Detroit's in Dallas next Sunday and Seerwah and I are heading up for the game. A little Halloween bludgeoning of the Cowboys by a hungry Lions team looking for four in a row on the road (and can match their win total for all of last year). If only I had my throwback Roy Williams jersey. But I guess they'd actually have to be producing them. It'll be a choice now between my Joey Harrington and Charles Rogers; not really much of choice.

Pretty eventful week coming up: Chevelle on Wednesday and up to Big D on Saturday. And rumor has it that I have to get some work done this week, too.

Labels: football, music, seerwah, sports

After seeing my consecutive First Thursday string broken at eight, I'm back at it tonight. Though I don't think anyone but Mac is going. That should be more than enough, though there is a rumor that JMVC is heading to see Grupo Fantasma down at Ruta Maya. And that kind of rumor JMVC tends to make true.u

Labels: jmvc, mac, music

Open bar around lunch time isn't the best of ideas. Especially for someone with limited self control. Jager Bombs are tasty and all, but not the best encouragement to work the rest of the day.

JMVC continued to shoot crappy pool, the Lost Prophets seemed pretty nice, and the radio folks were pretty cool. All in all, a good day so far. But when you're buzzed up by 4:00 PM, how can things really be all that bad?

The show starts in a couple hours, so I need to keep my drink on. And I just got done with my last real work of the day so it's Miller time.

Labels: drinking, jmvc, music

420 had a birthday party for her boyfriend last night.  Can't remember the last time I saw her,  but me and JMVC hit that (party; get your head out of the gutter, people).  And JMVC gave up Grupo Fantasma for it.  420 doesn't know how lucky she is.

Labels: 420, jmvc, music

Well, I think I saw the best bad of SXSW last night, Razorlight. They're from ye ol' London.

Labels: music

My realtor hooked my up with some tickets to a SWSW event at Hard Rock Cafe. Free beer, too. I can't complain about that. Some pretty good music, too. Vallejo, The Real Heroes, Damnations. S. Money would have loved the lead singer of Heroes as he was wearing a dress marine jacket.

Also, I checked out this limey, Jamie Cullum, playing Frontin' on the piano. I guess they are trying to liven up the bar in The Driskill without hurting its reputation.

Labels: music, s. money

Well, tonight's the first night of South by Southwest. I'm not sure what I'm in for, but hopefully it'll be worth the one hundred bones I dropped on the wrist band.

Labels: music

Just got back from the 101X Homegrown Live show at The Backyard. Cruiserweight headlined a bill that included Near Miss and Fire Kills. The lead singer of Cruiserweight is like a marionette version of Belinda Carlisle. In a good way.

Labels: music

Rumor has it like some Blogger folks are having an event at one of my all-time favorite bars, Club De Ville on the 15th. They're there for SXSW. Sounds like they're giving away free beer to fellow Bloggers, but I don't know how they'll know who's who. I'll make sure to find out how...

Labels: music

So I stop at the Albertsons' off of Research before work and this guy with a pigeon in his hand is asking me for money. I don't know what kind of precident it set, but I'm pretty sure I'll avoid that Albertsons' from now on. At least I got my SXSW ticket. N.E.R.D. here I come.

Labels: music

I came home after work and Chilly wanted to know if I wanted to come along to see a couple bands at La Zona Rosa. I had only vaguely heard of the headliner, Something Corporate, but I was in the mood to do something so I agreed to go. Something Corporate plays like a harder version of Dave Matthew and their lead singer seems more in love with himself than anything else in the world, but RX Bandits were pretty surprisingly good. They played well together and that's something considering they had a saxamophone and trombone players. Almost like a rock version of Grupo Fantasma. Lots of energy and definitely worth checking out if they come to a town near you.

Labels: chilly, music

So the Brazil trip has been extended. And a new addition to the lineup. Actually, the new addition caused the extension. Now, instead of being gone a week from work, it'll be eight. I'm bound to end up dead or in jail.

As for last night, I recall that Social Burn song now. It's ok. They, on the other hand, blow. Read the full review, but it's not much more insightful.

Labels: music

Oh, we're going to see Social Burn at The Back Room. Apparently they've got a song called "Everyone" that's on 101x, though the title doesn't ring a bell.

Labels: music

Lot's of activity taking place over at Chilly's. A new couch is on its way (and this one we can count on). Hopefully that will be in place by tonight. Well, I guess that's not a lot of activity...

Tonight JMVC's planning on seeing Grupo Fantasma at Ruta Maya. I don't know how Ruta Maya can hold Grupo Fantasma; maybe I'm thinking of another place. Anyway, it's located at 3601 South Congress. And when I say "South" I mean South. But it is in the 04 so it's got that going for it.

I'm not sure if I'll go or break in the new couch and prepare for working the weekend. Hmmm.

Labels: chilly, jmvc, music

I've got all these movies and no idea where half of them came from, but when you've got three days of comedies end with Monty Python and the Holy Grail you're doing something right. And I don't think I'll ever get sick of saying it (though people will get sick of hearing it) but my tv's bad ass; everything looks great on it (even the sunglasses I left on the right corner).

Before the movie I went down and checked out Reckless Kelly at Shady Grove. It was a pretty good show, but I like pretty much any show that has a Rolling Stones' cover. Pus the show finished just in time for the rain to pour.

Labels: food, movies, music

Saturday was a long, long night. First we hit the Easy Rhino for a pre-party drink. We should have stayed there for a bit longer because we ended up showing up for the party a bit too early for my taste. BM's got a sweet place, btw. MT thought it more social to talk to other interact with other party-goers while Chilly D and I thought it better for me to rant on in a corner about nothing in particular. We blew through a couple bottles of wine when I thought it time to head to Antone's and meet up with JMVC and company. Though I managed to forget my camera case before I departed. And we left a soldier behing; MT's party-going nature convinced him to stay behind. Well, he met some woman. It seemed like we had a pretty good plan to collect him later on. More on MT later.

God bless J-saw. He sure is a trooper. He ran the 5k, played softball, and basketball (all this was part of a memorial scholarship for a friend of his) and still was out with everyone. That's the kind of dedication America's all about.

JMVC has raved about Grupo Fantasma for as long as I've known him. I had never seen them but now see why he rhapsodizes so. It was easy to forget that this was not necessarily my type of music when there were so many beautiful women around. Aye carumba! Communication was extremely difficult as my voice was nearly gone and the club extremely loud. I tried my best Marcel Marceau material to no avail. Instead I just pointed out what other people were drinking to the bartender. Hopefully they just thought I was eccentric.

On a day of a 5k, something even rarer seen: NGF dancing. And not his typical "b-bopping, put your hands in the air like you just don't care" dancing. Real attempted dancing. Slight prompting from Lo and an amalgamation of alcoholic beverages in my gullet made it seem like not such a bad idea. BS later informed me that it was the first time he had ever seen a person dance without moving their hips. I like my hips the way they are and they aren't going anywhere.

After Antone's, I tried to track down my car. For some reason, I thought bunches of people were coming back to our place. Regardless, I couldn't find my car to save my life. I've misplaced cars in the most obvious places before so I had put a note in my phone to remind me where the car was. And it wasn't there. There were two bottles of wine in there so maybe somebody did steal it. And then, I had one of the Seinfeld type moments when the attendant said "The parking across the street looks exactly like this one, you should check that out." And he was right. Some loud Outkast made the half-hour wasted seem less wasted. Back to the house.

Walking through the concrete shells kept me from receiving phone calls for a bit, but I had a couple calls: one from Lo called up to say they had arrived; and one from seemingly intoxicated MT asking where I was and to call him back at some miracle nine-digit phone number. One of those people got a call back.

More wine back at the place; Raspy man doing Tim Burtonesque re-imaginings of Godfather dialogue; weird pictures of people's feet; drunken phone calls to London (sorry FG!); and a reappearance of MT on the lazy-boy capped off the long night. Well, it was early Sunday morning by this time. But, really, what's the difference.

Labels: drinking, jmvc, music, stupidity