Weekly Rochester Events #232: Trevithick Gets Steamed
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Here's the deal. If I catch someone slipping shit in someone's drink, I'll give the cops one chance. I'll get them over and have the guy arrested and see what happens. If I'm not satisfied with the results, the next time I'll just take the guy out back and beat him to death. Literally. Then I'll go to jail, but damn it, it'll be worth it.
Anyway, I've been not going to see too much stuff because I've been cleaning my house out from top to bottom. This isn't just normal spring cleaning, but pack-rat backlash, I guess. I'm planning on having the sale on the 28th and I think I might just need one day: I'll have three prices: $1, $0.10, and $0. Each sale will be contingent on the purchaser promising that they won't throw away the stuff they get.
I figure I'll call it the Almost Buddhist Garage Sale because, first, it'll be $1 for anything (you know, like "one with everything") plus I'll be getting rid of my material possessions, almost. I'm also mashing in the environmentalist concept of reuse and recycle by making people promise not to throw stuff away. I suspect that all the cool things will go away really early with incredulous questions about price.
Anyway, I did get a chance to go see a couple shows. Like in the picture, I got to The Bug Jar (219 Monroe Ave.) on Thursday to see The Earl Cram Revue (who have a drummer when they play in a bar) and they really rocked out. Next was The Eaves who were also really good ... they're a deceptively simple sounding rock band. Finally was The XXO's who play heavy-weight acoustic like Earl Cram.
I also went to Johnny's Irish Pub (1382 Culver Rd., still smoke-free) on Friday and saw Better Days (or skip their irritating Flash intro) for the first time in years and it was exactly the same as I remember, except not at some crappy bar in the middle of nowhere. In fact, they even did Barenaked Ladies' "The Old Apartment" which was like the signature song for that part of my life which was really really creepy to hear again.
See, I guess most people experience nostalgia as a balance between longing and loss. In my case, it's pretty much all loss and nausea. It seems every time I look back, I'm confronted with how much time I wasted doing all that stupid crap I was doing. So, really, I'm not so much of a progressive guy looking for something new—being drawn ahead by the promise of something new, but rather that I'm desperately running away from the horrors of my past—being shoved hard into the future.
Umm ... yeah ... anyway, I also got back to The Bug Jar (219 Monroe Ave.) on Saturday and got to see The Shaveks, Defenbombed, and The Thundergods all of whom play some variety of punk rock. The Shaveks were really wild in that the lead singer took his belt off and unzipped his pants so they'd keep falling off, and otherwise put up this drug-induced act. Nobody—and I mean nobody, not even the hardcore rockers or guys who ordinarily start the mosh pits—nobody got within 8 feet of the stage. I couldn't tell if the guy was really nuts or if it was just an act.
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