Going to a Bloc Party
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eggwardsI was at work today, rather uninterested in anything as I'm anticipating the weekend.
Claudine, our very hip, young, tall, skinny nubian goddess (can I call her that?) came over to talk and I had to ask her, "What the heck are you doing here?" I knew that after work the day before she and some of her friends had gone to Dallas to see Block Party at the Gypsy Tea Room.
Claudine and I have bonded a little just by the fact that I'm the only person in the office who knows what she's talking about when she starts talking about music. You probably couldn't pick two different people, but yet there's this odd connection. She was one of several people from the office to go to Austin City Limits festival last year, but she was the only one who was talking more about the music than the heat. We two are the only two, besides Screaming Amy, who's at Bonnaroo this weekend, who will be going back this year.
Claudine was showing off her iPod mini to one of my associates the other day as we were both trying to sell him on the gadget, and John was going through the artist list. John, more of a country music fan, read some of the lit aloud, and as I nodded my head to The Kills, The Decemberists, The Arcade Fire and a host of other bands that sometimes start with "The" rolled by. Claudine was pleased that i knew them while others around us were baffled.
Trust me, I'm by no means a music guru or anything. Name a dozen R&B or Hip-Hop artists, and you'd probably lose me, but I have been known to know more music than the average guy.
I know that Claudine is very into music, and is always upset that Houston doesn't have a hipper scene. there is no Deep Ellum, no Austin type vibe here, so she often feels out of it, and a bit lost. Of course she came from LA, so I guess she thinks that Houston's a bit backwater. In reality Houston is just blue collar.
Still, here was Claudine, back from her trip to Dallas, seeing the band she's been raving about for the last few weeks. she then proceeds to tell me that they spent time after the show with the band hanging out for a few hours.
Then they drove back.
Claudine had come back to work without even hitting the bed, and she kind of looked it. I'm not quite sure that I would, or even could do something like that. I tend to push it when I do my late night drives back from Dallas, but I've never pushed it so hard that I've gone into the office without at least a few hours of sleep. I don't even think could attempt that anymore, and that's for a love of a good man, not a band.
Hmm, what do you sacrifice yourself for?
Claudine, our very hip, young, tall, skinny nubian goddess (can I call her that?) came over to talk and I had to ask her, "What the heck are you doing here?" I knew that after work the day before she and some of her friends had gone to Dallas to see Block Party at the Gypsy Tea Room.
Claudine and I have bonded a little just by the fact that I'm the only person in the office who knows what she's talking about when she starts talking about music. You probably couldn't pick two different people, but yet there's this odd connection. She was one of several people from the office to go to Austin City Limits festival last year, but she was the only one who was talking more about the music than the heat. We two are the only two, besides Screaming Amy, who's at Bonnaroo this weekend, who will be going back this year.
Claudine was showing off her iPod mini to one of my associates the other day as we were both trying to sell him on the gadget, and John was going through the artist list. John, more of a country music fan, read some of the lit aloud, and as I nodded my head to The Kills, The Decemberists, The Arcade Fire and a host of other bands that sometimes start with "The" rolled by. Claudine was pleased that i knew them while others around us were baffled.
Trust me, I'm by no means a music guru or anything. Name a dozen R&B or Hip-Hop artists, and you'd probably lose me, but I have been known to know more music than the average guy.
I know that Claudine is very into music, and is always upset that Houston doesn't have a hipper scene. there is no Deep Ellum, no Austin type vibe here, so she often feels out of it, and a bit lost. Of course she came from LA, so I guess she thinks that Houston's a bit backwater. In reality Houston is just blue collar.
Still, here was Claudine, back from her trip to Dallas, seeing the band she's been raving about for the last few weeks. she then proceeds to tell me that they spent time after the show with the band hanging out for a few hours.
Then they drove back.
Claudine had come back to work without even hitting the bed, and she kind of looked it. I'm not quite sure that I would, or even could do something like that. I tend to push it when I do my late night drives back from Dallas, but I've never pushed it so hard that I've gone into the office without at least a few hours of sleep. I don't even think could attempt that anymore, and that's for a love of a good man, not a band.
Hmm, what do you sacrifice yourself for?
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Date: 2005-06-11 06:14 am (UTC)I've done that kind of crazy trip to see a good show before, but it's been a while. Now I do things like ask my boss if I can come in a little bit late the next day so I won't be a zombie. I'm getting old.
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Date: 2005-06-11 04:20 pm (UTC)She said they really rocked the house, and really enjoyed hanging out with the lead singer and the group at some of the coffee shops in the area. That's pretty cool.
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Date: 2005-06-11 06:23 am (UTC)Houston's scene isn't what it use to be, but it's not all that bad. There's usually a good show or two somewhere. The trick in Houston is you have to look for it more. The scene has spread out over the city more since the yuppies have defiled Montrose.
Scott and I are moving to Austin in a year or less. I really can't wait. I'm sure I'll write about it.
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Date: 2005-06-11 04:25 pm (UTC)Houston had a rather thriving music scene when Rockefeller's and Fitzgerald's were going strong, but those places have closed long ago. I remember a paper stating "Why do all of our good bands go to Austin?" Well, Austin has the support, and the networking and the facilities to make something happen, houston doesn't. You're right that Houston's lack of a central "scene" has caused a problem. sure, all the hip bars are downtown, but they don't cater to live bands much, and the few that do just bring in touring acts, not local bands.
Hooray for moving to Austin!
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Date: 2005-06-11 10:57 pm (UTC)I don't understand the whole thing about the Satellite Lounge & Fitzgeralds because they are closed, then I hear about shows that were there, so I don't get it.. are they closed or what? strange.
shoot.. Numbers still has good shows.. that's where OhGr played his last solo show and Skinny Puppy played on this last tour. Scott and I were suppose to see Meat Beat Manifesto there, but we both had a bad flu. I've seen sooo many great shows there in the past.
Houston makes me sad because I miss it, but I miss it the way it was. The yuppies took over Montrose and ripped out it's soul.. even doing away with the art's street fair.. very sad. There are still a lot of good bands in Houston though. There is a place called something like "Proliteralit" or "Proletariat" or something that I've heard has a lot of good local bands.. and I heard there is a couple of newer places further out that have good local shows... yuppies and mtv ruin everything.. hehe
I am excited about the move to Austin. We both feel like we fit in better there. I have a TON of friends there, so I'm excited about living somewhere where I have friends again. I have a few here, but I don't feel like I've connected with anyone in the Metroplex.. not really. In Austin, I have friends that I've known for most of my life.