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Motherfucker!

January 4, 2009 1:36 AM

hadn't left the apartment all day. So I had no idea what to expect when I left to go to a show with RPM. That was my first mistake.

My second mistake was expecting that the ground would provide me with traction. Apparently, slow rain coupled with temperatures fluctuating between just below freezing and just above freezing means that the ground stops being the ground and starts being an exercise in high-school physics: for the sake of simplicity, we'll be ignoring friction in all of our calculations.

The result of this whole situation was that on literally the first step that I took outside of my building's door, I slipped and fell right on my ass. Which sucks because I had not fallen yet this year and had really hoped that things would stay that way. Now I'm paranoid that I'll fall again, but I managed to keep from having that happen in spite of the ice's best efforts to the contrary.

Anyway, the show was decent. The first band was some hillbilly punk band. They had a guitar, a stand-up bass, a mandolin, and a banjo. They were pretty "meh" as far as I was concerned.

The second band was much better. They were called either Old Panthers or Oh Panthers or something like that. Their songs were really good, up beat, rock sorts of things. With--gasp!--guitar solos and lead parts! I think it's a good sign any time you get really into a song you're hearing for the first time at a live performance, and I was definitely into a few of their songs. So that was good.

The headlining act was a band called the Buffalo Killers. They were . . . not my favorite. Their look was extremely retro. They all had really long hair and beards. It was really hard for me not to punch them. They sort of had a Neil Young wannabe sort of feel at times. Apparently they even covered one of his songs, although not one that I had heard before. In general, I was not impressed.

But it was fun, anyway. I love the High Noon Saloon.



6 Comments


The Reeg said:

It is SO icy! I fell flat on my ass (well, stomach/right ass) this morning--in front of a mail guy, no less--so don't feel bad. You're not the only one. Glad you had a good time in LA!




Vice said:

Scratching my head on this one, The Reeg...how exactly did you land on both your stomach and ass in one fall? Like, was one of your halves twisted at a 90 degree angle?




The Reeg said:

Vice--twisted at the waist as I fell (why? I don't know) and went tumbling forward, so landed on right side (most of which was absorbed by right side of my ass) and my torso, so really it was more like falling on my right ass and right boob--but that was far too detailed an explanation for a friendly note of solidarity.




Cherry said:

Cheers pal. I do appreicate the writing.










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