As summer was about to end, I got my punk rock and outdoor festival fix at the Amphetamine Reptile 25th Anniversary show at Grumpy's. I was able to rock fairly hard without throwing out my back by pacing myself and sitting for a while in the chairs thoughtfully put out for the old punks like me. Everyone was surprisingly nice for an event featuring nasty noise music. Dr. S and I were completely embarrassed when we accidentally walking into the green room, but Buzzo didn't seem to mind. Another bad moment was when I thought I saw Craig Finn and almost ran up and kungfued his ass, but it was just some funny-looking guy.*
I don't know why the Melvins had to play first (sucked for us, since we missed them while loading up on food to survive this epic event). I think I was waiting for a beverage during the Thrown-ups, but White Drugs, Today Is The Day, and Gay Witch Abortion were all entertaining. The day belonged to God Bullies and Hammerhead, though. Shannon Selberg playing trumpet and singing "Shakin'" was also a highlight. I finally met Henry Owings, famous rock nerd and publisher of a few of my semi-coherent rants, which was cool.
Random observations:
Mike Hard was still completely batshit crazy, Today Is The Day was very angry, Hammerhead were super-tight, I need to digitize that first Dope, Guns which I only have on tape, and the Melvins owe me a show at my house.
Exchange of the day:
Rocker chick waiting for the bathroom: [Reads sign: "NO WAIT FOR PORTA-POTTIES"]: Yeah, with the male-female ratio today, what do you think those porta-potties look like? I'll take my chances.
Me: I went to 2 Lolllapaloozas without using the porta-potties.
Rocker chick: Rock on!
For more, check out this insightful report from the fabulous Control Z.
*I wouldn't really kungfu him, Jfro fans, but I might point my finger and say "Boo!Boo!" like the old lady in The Princess Bride. "Boo! Boo! You coast on the indie cred from your previous not-bad band, while your current stuff is the enemy of all that is good and true, as represented by the bands in front of you! Boo! Boo!"
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Now playing: Unsane - Scrape
via FoxyTunes
I don't know why the Melvins had to play first (sucked for us, since we missed them while loading up on food to survive this epic event). I think I was waiting for a beverage during the Thrown-ups, but White Drugs, Today Is The Day, and Gay Witch Abortion were all entertaining. The day belonged to God Bullies and Hammerhead, though. Shannon Selberg playing trumpet and singing "Shakin'" was also a highlight. I finally met Henry Owings, famous rock nerd and publisher of a few of my semi-coherent rants, which was cool.
Random observations:
Mike Hard was still completely batshit crazy, Today Is The Day was very angry, Hammerhead were super-tight, I need to digitize that first Dope, Guns which I only have on tape, and the Melvins owe me a show at my house.
Exchange of the day:
Rocker chick waiting for the bathroom: [Reads sign: "NO WAIT FOR PORTA-POTTIES"]: Yeah, with the male-female ratio today, what do you think those porta-potties look like? I'll take my chances.
Me: I went to 2 Lolllapaloozas without using the porta-potties.
Rocker chick: Rock on!
For more, check out this insightful report from the fabulous Control Z.
*I wouldn't really kungfu him, Jfro fans, but I might point my finger and say "Boo!Boo!" like the old lady in The Princess Bride. "Boo! Boo! You coast on the indie cred from your previous not-bad band, while your current stuff is the enemy of all that is good and true, as represented by the bands in front of you! Boo! Boo!"
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Now playing: Unsane - Scrape
via FoxyTunes
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