Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Monday night 11/19/2007 at Bottom of the Hill

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after it was over... Matt, Julian, Miles, Brian

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Big D and the Kids Table

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Big D and the Kids Table

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Big D and the Kids Table


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Whole Wheat Bread


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Whole Wheat Bread


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Whole Wheat Bread

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The AKAs
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I had high expectations and they were met, nay exceeded!

The AKAs were a great opening band. Good basic rock with charisma. They are everywhere.

Whole Wheat Bread rocked me and made me think. That doesn't happen often. I was expecting 3 black dudes, so when I saw a white guy who looked like Shaun White on bass, I was taken a back. 15 minutes later, his playing and vocals were all that mattered. I have a pretty deep aversion to hip-hop, but when WWB mix it in with punk and ska I can take it. A good good set. Old Man Samson was my favorite song. Figure that.

Big D and the Kid's Table were great. What really impressed me was the sound on their dub songs. I'm not sure how much was them and their equipment and how much was the BOTH sound engineer, but the result was fine. Their fast songs set the crowd to skanking madly. The lead singer had a 3 minute sermon which even my son agreed was pretty damn cool. They played fast, long and hard. Lots of songs from their new CD which I really like. They closed with a cover of the Specials song "Little Bitch". Good times.

I went with 3 sixteen year old boys. Between them, they had one fall to the ground in the mellow pit. I hit the ground 3 times! My elbow turned into a swell-bow! I need to work on my agility, I guess. I did dance harder than 95% of the folks there. There were girls in the pit. That is good. They smell so much better than the average punk dude!

I saw one of the guys from The Uptones there. If I wasn't a dork, I'd remember his name. He mentioned that he noticed my van when he was parking. Sweet! My van got tagged while we were there. A girl wrote; "nipples rock!" with lipstick on the side window and drew a heart. I took a photo, as it in only a matter of time until my wife makes me scrape it off. A couple of guys at work noticed it today. They agree that nipples do rock!

There was a good crowd but it wasn't sold out. I thought I would see some of the BAS crowd. I did not.

I got a black WWB dirty south punk rock t-shirt and a WWB drum stick. My son got a fine Big D ska hat and polo shirt (his high school has banned t-shirts). I am jealous of his hat.

Fun fun times. I cannot wait for the Aquabats at Slims next week.


respect,

Miles

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