May 12, 2012
commented on A Little Less Conversation...
I had the displeasure of this experience when I went to see Jeff Mangum in Oakland a few weeks ago. Ended up standing next to a group of drunk barely-legal-to-drink assholes who talked so loud I couldn't even hear half his set. SO. FUCKING. ANNOYING. How the hell do you spend $45 on a ticket when you aren't even going to pay attention to the fucking musician on stage?
Mar 13, 2012
commented on I'll Never Forget the Time the Black Lips Puked On Me at the Funhouse
Just one favorite? Impossible to pick. The Spits secret show was pretty amazing. And so was The Freeze a few years back. And that time I don't remember falling on Knuck during the Dragstrip Riot set on St. Patty's a few years back and I apparently sang all of "I'm On A Boat" at the top of my lungs on the ride home. Or that time Beau 86'ed some bitch and her friend for pouring drinks on my head at a Success! show. And every show hanging out with Ben Critical drinking whiskey diets and talking shit on pretty much everyone (RIP, my friend). Or that time Evan got punched in the face and bled all over the place and Mickey immediately handed Caroline and me fresh whiskeys, extra strong. And every time I played at that place was fucking amazing too.
Even though I'm not living in Seattle anymore, I would be absolutely crushed if this place got... well, crushed. This is a staple of the underground scene and we can't let it die!