Eh, never enough time in the day. I was off from work today and am also off tomorrow and yet my to-do list is just as long as ever. Actually, I've spent much of today sleeping. Other than a little homework and some bill-paying and laundry today has been utterly useless.
Not that the occasional useless day is bad.
Especially following a night of rock'n'roll.
Last night as I settled in to do some homework I got a call from a friend who'd heard through the grapevine that there was to be a secret PJ Harvey show at the Capitol Garage. She had to work and couldn't go but wanted to let me know. It was 7:45 p.m. and the show was supposed to start at 8:30. I called down to the club and the guy who answered gave me a kind of cagey answer. Something to the effect of "well she might be playing and yeah I'd say she's playing but I can't really say she's playing but if you wanted to maybe see her play then maybe you should get here cuz the doors are open."
Ohhhh-Kayyyy.
To cut to the chase, it turns out that Miss Polly Jean was indeed in town, playing bass for her buddy Moris Tepper's (Captain Beefheart, Frank Black & the Catholics) band. We hauled ass down to the Cap Garage where there was a not-too-long line and also managed to get a few other friends out to see her.
She didn't do any of her own songs, just played the bass -- along with some other instrument that I can't remember the name of -- and also sang back-up vocals but it was nonetheless very cool - especially for the low, low price of just $7 - and Tepper's set was entertaining and high-spirited. It was, in short, a lovely way to blow off homework and celebrate spring break and I eventually got over being at the bottom of the buzz hierarchy - i.e., being the geek who doesn't find out about the show until 45 minutes before it starts. Hey, better late than never.
Tonight, out with Serena for cabaret and karoake. Tomorrow, back to the to-do list. This weekend, too much stuff to even think about as we start to get ready for next week's LA trip -- more on that later.
Until then....
Not that the occasional useless day is bad.
Especially following a night of rock'n'roll.
Last night as I settled in to do some homework I got a call from a friend who'd heard through the grapevine that there was to be a secret PJ Harvey show at the Capitol Garage. She had to work and couldn't go but wanted to let me know. It was 7:45 p.m. and the show was supposed to start at 8:30. I called down to the club and the guy who answered gave me a kind of cagey answer. Something to the effect of "well she might be playing and yeah I'd say she's playing but I can't really say she's playing but if you wanted to maybe see her play then maybe you should get here cuz the doors are open."
Ohhhh-Kayyyy.
To cut to the chase, it turns out that Miss Polly Jean was indeed in town, playing bass for her buddy Moris Tepper's (Captain Beefheart, Frank Black & the Catholics) band. We hauled ass down to the Cap Garage where there was a not-too-long line and also managed to get a few other friends out to see her.
She didn't do any of her own songs, just played the bass -- along with some other instrument that I can't remember the name of -- and also sang back-up vocals but it was nonetheless very cool - especially for the low, low price of just $7 - and Tepper's set was entertaining and high-spirited. It was, in short, a lovely way to blow off homework and celebrate spring break and I eventually got over being at the bottom of the buzz hierarchy - i.e., being the geek who doesn't find out about the show until 45 minutes before it starts. Hey, better late than never.
Tonight, out with Serena for cabaret and karoake. Tomorrow, back to the to-do list. This weekend, too much stuff to even think about as we start to get ready for next week's LA trip -- more on that later.
Until then....
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