so i left baltimore on a greyhound that was an hour late and arrived in philadelphia around 1. will picked me up and we drove around - it looks like a fun city, must go to see more of it some day. we got stuck in and then totally defeated the traffic to trenton (aka got lost trying to avoid the traffic and found our way again). were pissed because none of the ticket machines at the train station would take cash, got onto the express train and paid our amusing dreadlocked conductor $5 extra because we didnt have tickets. during the ride, i questioned the purpose of various bodily parts, and then we got to new york.
we wandered around looking for food places, stopped at a greek-run diner and got this really awesome chicken dish (Chicken Athenien - pics included). we figured out where the highline ballroom was, then walked around so i could gawk at the obscenely-expensive New York clothes and we got stuck in a downpour. we got to the place, wondered how sleepytime's beat-up-to-hell green van made it there from california, and waited for the doors to open.
okay, so the highline ballroom was beautiful - varnished floors, amazing lighting, totally pristine bathrooms with REALLY cool sinks. they were playing led zepplin over the PA before the first band, which definately got my approval. them playing led zepplin ... not the first band.
made out of babies - the music was pretty generic angry-metal, though we were just hearing bass and drums for the most part since we were right up front. totally hot topic-ed out singer chick who, the entire time, was either PACING or grabbing her hair and/or reaching out to nothing because she was so filled with torment ... or something. she did more hyperventiliating than singing and had basically no vocal technique. i guess i can only look at a chubby chick wearing a black vinyl babydoll dress, striped stockings and black Mary Janes for so long before i just get really annoyed.
tub ring - the keyboardist dry humps his keyboard and the singer talks about molesting children. they were FUN! really energetic music - like a mix of pop and metal - and, obviously, a great stage presence. we're definately going to see these guys again if we can.
and then was sleepytime gorilla museum. that review will come later when my brain can comprehend what i'm recounting.
we wandered around looking for food places, stopped at a greek-run diner and got this really awesome chicken dish (Chicken Athenien - pics included). we figured out where the highline ballroom was, then walked around so i could gawk at the obscenely-expensive New York clothes and we got stuck in a downpour. we got to the place, wondered how sleepytime's beat-up-to-hell green van made it there from california, and waited for the doors to open.
okay, so the highline ballroom was beautiful - varnished floors, amazing lighting, totally pristine bathrooms with REALLY cool sinks. they were playing led zepplin over the PA before the first band, which definately got my approval. them playing led zepplin ... not the first band.
made out of babies - the music was pretty generic angry-metal, though we were just hearing bass and drums for the most part since we were right up front. totally hot topic-ed out singer chick who, the entire time, was either PACING or grabbing her hair and/or reaching out to nothing because she was so filled with torment ... or something. she did more hyperventiliating than singing and had basically no vocal technique. i guess i can only look at a chubby chick wearing a black vinyl babydoll dress, striped stockings and black Mary Janes for so long before i just get really annoyed.
tub ring - the keyboardist dry humps his keyboard and the singer talks about molesting children. they were FUN! really energetic music - like a mix of pop and metal - and, obviously, a great stage presence. we're definately going to see these guys again if we can.
and then was sleepytime gorilla museum. that review will come later when my brain can comprehend what i'm recounting.
