packed weekend

This was quite the weekend. On Thursday I saw Destroyer. Dan Bejar has the most ridiculous hair I've ever seen ever. It was a fun show. They played stuff mostly off of Trouble in Dreams which, in my opinion, is not a great album. What made it only a good show instead of a great show was the atmosphere. It was in a venue called Logan Square Auditorium, which used to be a ballroom. The walls are painted pink and there are all these chandeliers everywhere. While this atmosphere is great for someone like Jens Lekman (who fit in perfectly), I think Destroyer would be better suited to a dank, dark, smokey room. It was fun. They played Rubies, which was amazing. Amazing doesn't begin to describe it. Also, the band showed an incredible cohesion, something I never would've expected because you never hear anything about anyone other than Bejar. They were all laughing and joking around and having a great time. It was fun.

Tonight (4.20) I saw Okkervil River and the New Pornographers. Okkervil River has got to be one of the best live bands I've ever seen. Seriously. Unbelievable stage presence that totally brings new energy and meaning to every song they played. (except Girl In Port, I dont like that song.) They were so unbelievable, in fact, that my friends and I decided to skip out on the New Pornos, as they range snoozers to Terry Schiavo-impersonators in their live performances. We didn't want to have the experience and buzz dulled by a boring AC Newman sans Neko or Dan.

I had coffee earlier today with a girl who I asked out last year when she had a boyfriend. They broke up late last quarter. It wasn't so bad, in fact, she told me to come to a play she's in. Then, however, when we were leaving, she kinda just ran off and said "well, I'll see you...a lot next year." She was late for rehearsal, to be fair. She's also going to be living right above me next year, which may complicate things.

Fette--I hope your show went awesome, and you sufficiently wooed Elf Power.

heart,

babriel.

ps don't ever write a paper after a manischewitz-laden seder. Un-good things ensue.