15 October 2001
8:19 PM: Friday, went to see Call and Response at Bottom of the Hill. Rilo Kiley opened (for me, I missed the first band). They were good. Songs seemed kind of canonical in form, but they were well done, you know? Where you might start out not paying any attention at all, thinking about something else, and then you find you have to listen because hey, this is rockin! So, good.
C&R blew my socks off. I went to the show expecting to hear light pop meringue, and instead I discover that they really want to be The Jackson 5ive! And do a dang good job of it, too. Great bass lines, the bass player looked like she had friends down in front because she was being very interactive, made it look like fun. The guitarist is this quiet little guy off to the side. I think he needs to push forward more. He has some fantastic bits in some of the songs, and he's singing too, you just can't always tell. But that's what happens when you have two keyboard playing cute girls up front, I suppose. They were pretty funny. One reminded me of my friend Tetra, who plays keyboards for a band in LA - always with the funny remarks and the obsession with break dancing and doing the Robot. The other one basically looked like Buffy - in leather pants, too, hence moral ambiguity. She sings a solo lead on some of the songs, and has this great deadpan expression... I don't know. It was cracking me up. I am talking like I'm about 12 years old here. Must be tired. Anyways, go see them, buy their CDs, make your life better. Tons o Fun. Except for when they make you think about all the things happening in the songs that aren't happening in your own life and probably won't ever, or certainly not for a long long time. But, hey, too bad.
In other news: Ew ew ew ew ew. They gave us all big USA flag decals at work Today. This is what they're doing with the money they saved by cancelling Snack!®??
Been watching a few episodes of Andromeda. What a silly show. Not really very good. It's the kind of show where the villain has a shaved head and a goatee and goes "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" while shooting at you with two guns and never even coming close even though he's maybe 15 feet away at the most. And where about every 20 minutes something explodes and some actors Leap into the Air and fall down in slow motion.
But compared to Mutant X, Andromeda is the collected works of Shakespeare. My God. I have no taste, I think that's plain, and I'm willing to accept that. But even I could not get through more than about 10 minutes of Mutant X. Everyone who complains about fight scenes in Buffy or Angel this season will be sentenced to watching the fights from any random episode of Mutant X, just to give them a little perspective.
In terms of aspects of my life that do not involve recorded or broadcast media, there are none. None of any interest. I sorted my boxes of clothing this morning. Ooooh.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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