Weekly Rochester Events #248: Addressing a Woody
Thursday, October 9, 2003I have been pretty much sans-excitement this last week. Work said I had to go on a trip, and I talked them down to a single day. Of course, I hate flying, especially now that the government might take your Leatherman tool away because the security guard thinks it's cool. That's on top of all the other reasons ... all it takes to fly a plane is a couple hundred dedicated, competent people. Find me a couple hundred dedicated, competent people and I'll show you the Easter Bunny. (Really ... when I was three, we went to the mall and I sat on the Easter Bunny's lap and I looked into his big eyes and it was a woman inside a costume holding the real Easter Bunny. No lie ... ask my mom.)
Needful to say, I didn't get out much because I've been a bit distracted by anxiety and lack of sleep from anxiety, et al.
The amusing story, though, stems from last Friday. I was feeling luke-warm about going out. I wanted to ride my bike, but it looked like rain, and I didn't want to be rained on at all that night. I flipped a coin and I called it heads to drive and it came up tails.
So I drove to German House (315 Gregory St.) to check out their Southwedge weekend thing. I get there and it's $7 to get in ... no big deal. I pay with a $20 and get $23 back. Now I'm someone who easily gets a guilty conscience, so after contemplating the extra $10, I give it back. There's some smug part of me expecting a fucking medal, but all I get is a polite "thanks" and the absence of a guilty conscience. I did get a coupon for a free drink at the bar, but that was with the original $7.
I was all right, for a while. I guess I was in a mood or something. No, not that kind of mood ... it was like everything was water and I was a duck's back, so to speak. I asked for a "glass of merlot" but got a "plastic cup of chemicals vaguely tasting like wine." No big deal. Ruby Shooz was playing ... they were doing fine with Chuck Berry stuff and Beach Boys and other things that are relatively simple. Dion and the Belmonts's Why Must I be a Teenager in Love included a crowd participation for the chorus which was a bit fun, but I think playing the song was just an excuse for the lead singer to get his shot from the bar.
I was a bit hungry, too, and they claimed that their "excellent chef" would be preparing all the food. Well, I had never tried sauerkraut before (I think I had a Reuben once ... heck, I'm friggin' half German, so there was enough of the stinky stuff around Grandpa's house) so I got a German sausage with sauerkraut. I ended up paying $5 for a glorified hot dog, served luke-warm. Still, I could smile ... for a while.
I left when Ruby Shooz began their soulless butchering of Roy Orbison's Crying. Let me tell you ... if Roy could hear them, he'd be cry-i-i-i-i-ing his fucking i-i-eyes out. For those who are familiar with the song, that vague nausea, eye-rolling, and groaning noise coming from reading these paragraphs is pretty much what I felt like.
Oh, and naturally: it didn't rain. Shoulda trusted that toonie.
Coming up ... let's see ... well, if I get back exactly on time at 9:24 p.m. Thursday, I'll be able to get to see what has consistently been one of my favorite bands, Jerseyband at what has consistently been one of my least favorite venues, Milestones (170 East Ave.) ... well except for when I was going there to flirt with Monica, who made Milestones tolerable, but that was like five years ago. See I figure I'll leave it up to the airline gods ... they can punish me by getting in on time and then I'll have to suffer with Milestones, or punish me by getting in late and then I'll miss Jerseyband.
Think I'm a pessimist? Wrong: just a sarcastic optimist. What's the difference anyway?
No matter ... I'm curious to see the big show at Water Street Music Hall (204 N. Water St.) on Friday and that jazz stuff at Montage Grille (50 Chestnut St.) on Monday. Heck, I'll be on comp for Friday (i.e. compensation for putting up with the bullshit of traveling for work) so I might even go to the Memorial Art Gallery (500 University Ave., near Goodman St.) to renew my membership and check out the tour.
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