Fun and Frolic
First off, a pal sent me a vhs tape of the 11/8/04 Interpol show at Lupo’s in Providence. I’ve been waiting to see it since the show (it was obvious at the time that it was being filmed), and well–it’s fantastic! Yay! It was aired on an odd Showtime channel that I couldn’t get even if I wanted to. Anyway, happy times for the Interpol fan.
Ez and I had a fun-filled (you know, skipping the bad parts) weekend. The weather was super gorgeous. On Saturday we ran lots of Ez errands. He ordered up some new eyeglasses and finally got his beloved Powerbook. The mall, I must say, is a scary place on a Saturday. We ran quickly to the nearest Whole Foods and purchased ingredients to do some cooking this week. That night we tried a tofu and mushroom marsala from the current Vegetarian Times. Pretty tasty…
Yesterday I did a bit of work and a little sketch. Then last night Ez and I went to see Of Montreal and the Management. The Management were pretty silly. I wasn’t really dwelling too much on their silliness because I was so psyched to have my camera with me. It was new camera’s first show. When the guys in the Management weren’t flailing too much, I took their pictchas.
I could be a jackass and tell you that I am too cool for Of Montreal. But what a shame that would be. Of Montreal are this big tidal wave of a party band. I imagine seeing them is the closest I will ever get (maybe) to an experience anything like what seeing the B-52s must have been like circa 1979-1980. And Of Montreal formed in Athens, too. I was probably one of the older people in the crowd–at least, up front. It seemed like a sea of college freshman. But it was so great to see the kids dancing that I really didn’t care that many of them seemed at least 10 years my junior.
I’ve noticed that happy music is coming back (or maybe it’s not coming back–maybe it IS back). I don’t know if this is obvious… but I was thinking last night that during the 90s, when on the surface the Western world seemed to be humming along pretty well, a lot of music was dead serious and full of righteous posturing (Pearl Jam, anyone?). Now that the world situation, on the surface, is not so rosy, music is turning back to being more about fun. It was the same for part of the 80s, I think, and maybe the comparison could be drawn back even further.
Anyway, Of Montreal was a blast. If I’d left my camera at home, I would have danced more. As it was, I was happy to snap a few shots before my battery died (I’m still learning the hard way how to be a responsible digital photographer). They provided lots to look at.
I loved the beak. And I think my mom used to have that shirt! The guitarist standing right in front of me reminded me a lot of Alice In Wonderland-era Peter Cook. He was a cutie and kept smiling like a kid. They all seem like fun people… good attitude (or lack thereof).
Anyhoo… return to the workweek–it’s always a challenge. So far it doesn’t seem like it will hit 90 today as weather.com predicted. I hope not!
