The Download Festival (Shoreline Amphitheatre, 8 October 2005)

To be honest, I wasn't too excited about this festival. It just reeks of commercialism and a lot of corporate b.s. It was just too much. It's not that festivals aren't corporate sponsored events, but this one just takes the cake. Plus, it's at the Shoreline and I hate that place. I'm convinced that unless a really, really good band plays there (Oasis or Radiohead, for example), I'm never going there. I guess the other caveat to that is if I have good seats, I will make an exception.

I was at the lawn for the Download Festival which wasn't a bad thing since I wasn't really into the whole thing and just wanted to relax and take in some good music. The Arcade Fire were there, and that's the only reason why I even considered going. I didn't care for Modest Mouse. I already saw The Killers. So, it was just Arcade Fire that prompted me to go there.

We got there just in time for Arcade Fire. We were really far, and I felt so detached from the show. I just couldn't bring myself to be into the show, especially since they were so far. I wanted to be up close and personal for Arcade Fire and I wanted the sound to be booming in my ears. But it wasn't. Granted, they played a great set, even with a cover of a Bruce Springstein song I think in there, but it was just way too much for me to take being so far away. Plus, Owen wasn't there which actually made a difference with the sound of the strings.

At this point, I was bored with the music but the company I was with made things great. Plus, the drinks were good too. I needed more of it after this festival.

Modest Mouse came on and they bored the fuck out of me. I like Modest Mouse, but my knowledge of their discography is very limited to a few albums and random radio singles. So, I could've slept at this point of the festival.

We decided to roam around a bit and just see everything from afar. So, we were way up top of the lawn to see The Killers. They were good and all, but they didn't really wow me like their Fillmore show. Plus, I guess they were just itching to get the hell out of there since they're wrapping up 2 years of touring Hot Fuss. I mean, how many times can stand playing "Mr. Brightside" and "Somebody Told Me"? I think at that point, they were like doing covers of their own songs. They did play a David Bowie cover, which was quite good, but I still wasn't into it.

Overall, the festival had a promising bill but just sucked. The suckiness of this festival was displayed by tons of people just chucking Dentyne Ice pillow cushions all around. Yeah, good job Dentyne Ice, giving away tossable materials. Didn't they already learn about this sort of stuff? Giving away baseballs when the Chicago Cubs are in town? Are you crazy?

Not even the Arcade Fire can save this festival from being one of the most mundane shows I've seen all year.

Worst festival ever.

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Franz Ferdinand (Bill Graham Civic Auditorium, 6 October 2005)

After an excellent Clap Your Hands show the night before, I was looking forward to more dancing antics at the Franz Ferdinand show. However, there were a couple of obstacles to this night for me. First, they're playing the Bill Graham which is my least favourite venue in the entire city. I have great memories there (first and second Oasis show, saw two cows fighting there during the Strokes show) but it's just too massive. Second, I had to wake up at the butt crack of dawn the next day so I can argue in court. Yeah, so there's an early curfew for me tonight. Or is there?

We arrived late for Franz Ferdinand because we could care less for the two openers. We did eventually see Cut Copy later in the evening (more on that later). So, we go there and when I entered the doors they were already playing "Do You Want To" which is the song I was anxiously anticipating. Like their performance at Austin City Limits, they played their two most danceable and popular songs early in the set. Luckily, the other fun song, "Take Me Out" we caught just in time and we danced to that.

We tried to get closer, but the crowd wasn't having it. I was surrounded by fatties. One of the fatties even pinched my tities. I felt violated. But, we made do with where we were despite our dislike of where we were and the people around us.

Franz Ferdinand were excellent though, despite the circumstances. The new songs translated really well live, although barely anyone seemed to know what the songs were. "Evil and a Heathen" and "This Boy" were so much fun to dance to. Classics such as "Michael" and "Darts of Pleasure" were great as always. Even the most mellow song of the night "Walk Away" was splendidly done.

We opted to go to the outer limits of the venue against the wall so we can start our own dance party there. And we had it so much better with Franz Ferdinand when we were in the outer boundaries! I forgot what the last few songs of the encore were, but I knew I was hopping around dancing.

After that, we were still in the mood to dance. It was around 11:00pm at this point and the only place where we can get our groove on was Popscene. Cut Copy and Franz Ferdinand were going to be there, so it was a no-brainer that we had to go there. Plus they were open until 3am? Sweet!

We struggled to look for a cab near Mission, but were able to find one after a few blocks. The line outside 330 Ritch was soooooo LONG!! There was no semblance of order because of all the cutting that took place. There were some pure Marina kids there, and it was so annoying. I hate it when the Marina clashes with the "indie" folk. It just creates a weird friction. We waited in line and gave ourselves a midnight deadline, which we pushed back every now and then. We just didn't want to wait, and we definitely needed some booze to sustain our energy at the club.

We finally got in at around 12:15am and headed straight to the bar. After we finished our drinks and witnessing Cut Copy play a pretty fun set of tunes, we started dancing. Later in the evening, around1:39am, Franz Ferdinand started their DJ set. Alex was only there briefly, but the bass player (I forgot his name) spun records. He was pretty horrible with song selection, playing 4 songs by the Beatles in a 10 song set. It was pretty boring, so we left.

And it was 3am by that point and I need to wake up and go to work by 7:45am. I made it. I won my motion. Everything is in it's right place.

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Clap Your Hands Say Yeah / The National (Mezzanine, 5 October 2005)

Here comes the hype again.

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah are the latest indie darlings touted by Pitchforkmedia, overhyped by the recent CMJ Music Festival in New York and overposted by blogs all around. Like with other bands that have received so much hype, I am drawn to the hype and I bought my ticket months in advance. Are my expectations going to be met? We shall see (The Arcade Fire, Franz Ferdinand and Bloc Party were hits; The Bravery (at least initially) and Annie were misses).

You know the hype was for real when Mezzanine sends you an e-mail mid-afternoon encouraging you to get your will call ticket starting at 7pm because they're expecting 800 people to fall in line. So, I did the smart thing so C and I went to get our ticket right at 7pm.

You also know that there's hype if everyone and their mom on Craigslist is BEGGING you for a ticket and are willing to pay double face value for it.

So, I go into the venue and caught the tail end of Bird Monster, which ironically one of the band members used to work at the firm I work for now. They actually sounded really good, and it was a shame that I missed them.

After a fairly short wait (or was it because I was already three sheets to the wind at this point?), Clap Your Hands came on. They started off with a new song which sounded pretty good. It was sort of surreal hearing Alec sing. That voice is one of those rare types, like David Byrne. Then they launched into "My Yellow Country Teeth" which is my absolute favourite song in the album. Me and my friends couldn't help but start dancing at this point.

We danced at several points during their what seemed like short set. Basically, any song from their debut release we danced to. "Over and Over Again (Lost and Found)" and "In This Home on Ice" are some. We went ape shit during "Is This Love?" And we even went even more ape shit during "Upon This Tidal Wave of Young Blood," which was the last song of their set.

As enjoyable as the songs are, Clap Your Hands were very matter of factly with their stage presence. Granted, I wasn't expecting any sort of Arcade Fire antics, but it would have been cool.

As expected, everyone was there for Clap Your Hands rather than the National. We decided to stay nonetheless since the National put out good tunes. Alligator and Sad Song for Dirty Lovers are great albums, really melodic and slow. However, their live show is something too plain. I saw them before and wasn't too thrilled. This time, I was just beeming from Clap Your Hands so I thought I'd give them a shot.

Their music just clashed with Clap Your Hands that I immediately didn't enjoy myself that much. I decided to leave 3/4 of the way through their set, but there were some highlights like "Looking for Astronauts."

But the definite highlight was Clap Your Hands. These guys are going to be huge soon enough. Next venue will be something big I'm sure. Like Fillmore.

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Sigur Rós (Paramount Theatre, Oakland, 1 October 2005)

It's hard to keep up a blog when you're constantly inundated with all the issues that life throws at you. Love (or lack thereof), friends (or lack thereof) and feelings (or other people's lack thereof). That's why I've been so behind. At least I'm in the month of October now and I have three more shows to write about.

The beauty of writing an entry about Sigur Rós is that their music is just so beautiful and ethereal that it'll make your heart all warm and fuzzy and then it'll just explode. You don't know what the Icelandic boys are saying, but you know it's something important. But you can make up your own lyrics. You can make up your own meanings of what these oddly spelled words are.

In the beautiful Paramount Theatre, a beautiful band plays. They play songs from Takk such as "Glósóli" and "Hoppipolla" interspersed with songs from Ágætis Byrjun like "Svefn-g-englar" and "Flugufrelsarinn." Then you are just dumbfounded by the atmospheric lighting and the sheer brilliance and strength from ( )'s "Popplagið." It sounds like doom is upon you.

At the same time though, your heart tugs at you. It begs you to cry, to release these inner feelings. When you listen to Sigur Rós, your soul and heart meet. At times they go hand-in-hand, but times they fight with each other. They tug at you. Should you go with your soul, where he says, "Come with me and fulfill your destiny" or with your heart where it says, "Come with me and fulfill your desires." I don't know where to go. So, at times I was drowsy.

I don't know where this review is going. My mindset right now is just somewhere else. All I can tell you is, Sigur Ros played a great show, which was begging for a second encore and they needed to do the song where the guy sang in his guitar.

Life's a bitch.

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The New Pornographers (Bimbo's, 27 September 2005)

Damn it's nice to be back in San Francisco! It was a very nice, chilly evening in North Beach -- just the way I like it. And I'm indoors for once and at a small venue. Although I was tired from ACL, I was looking forward to seeing the New Pornographers. Their brand of indie pop is just the remedy I need from rock overload in Texas.

New Pornographers are one of those bands who I like listening to but have yet to see live. Their popularity over the years just keeps on growing, as evidenced by their 2 night residency at Bimbo's.

They played a total of 24 songs, 22 of which I stayed for. The setlist was:

Twin Cinema
Use It
The End of Medicine
Mass Romantic
Jackie, Dressed in Cobras
These Are the Fables
Three or Four
The Bleeding Heart Show
Ballad of a Comeback Kid
Falling Through Your Clothes
The Laws Have Changed
Streets of Fire
It's Only Divine Right
Stacked Crooked
The Fake Headlines
The Bones of an Idol
The Slow Descent into Alcoholism
Sing Me Spanish Techno
All for Swinging You Around
Jackie
From Blown Speakers
Miss Teen Wordpower
The Electric Version
Letter from an Occupant

I like Twin Cinema but I'm more familiar with the two previous albums. So, anything from those albums I liked listening to. "From Blown Speakers," "Miss Teen Wordpower" and Fake Headlines" were the highlights for me.

A.C. Newman likes to engage in conversation with the crowd tonight. They were especially chatty throughout the night. I forgot what the audience member said that ignited laughter for everyone, but it was a clever remark.

Bejar, a member of NPs and Destroyer, joined NP for a couple of songs. He looked seriously fucked up when he joined NPs. It was just hilarious! Of course, during opener "Twin Cinema," people yelled and hollered when the "16th and Valenica" line was said.

Overall, it was a great show but it was a bit too long for my tired ass. I would definitely see them again. I will enjoy it better I'm sure.

Beer Rating:1/2

Austin City Limits: Day Three (Zilker Park, Austin, TX, 25 September 2005)

It's the last day of ACL and the conditions still haven't improved. It's still hot, with the temperatures over boiling point, and now there's a new enemy: wind and dust. This potent combo made Zilker Park look like the Dust Bowl from the John Steinbeck novel. So, needless to say, this was disgusting. A layer of dirt and other nasty air elements were on my skin and there's no way to avoid it. Also, breathing this stuff in makes your entire respiratory system go to shit.

We decided to arrive late in the afternoon because, quite frankly, it was impossible for us to get used to this heat. First up is the best band in all of ACL: Arcade Fire.

The Arcade Fire - Cingular Stage

This is large. This is the same stage that Oasis graced last night and it shows that Arcade Fire's popularity is reaching astronomical heights. This isn't the first big festival these guys played, but it definitely ranks up there as one of their biggest.

My friend and I decided to go as close as possible, and we achieved that by being next to the speakers, stage left. We got a comfortable view of the stage and some much needed shade from the elements. It still amazes me that Arcade Fire still do their own soundcheck.

While they were doing their soundcheck, one of rock's royal family were in the sidelines watching. Apple, Gwyneth and Chris Martin were all there anticipating a great show from these guys. Apple was sporting pink headphones to cover the noise. It was cute.

Their setlist was as follows:

Wake Up
Laika
No Cars Go
Haiti
Headlights Look Like Diamonds
Sleeping In A Submarine
(Brazil-snippet)
Five Years
Tunnels
Power Out
Rebellion (Lies)

Until "Power Out," I was totally calm and a complete non-nuisance. It was hot, so I didn't want to kill myself. And everyone around me was just bobbing their head in enjoyment, with the occassional jumping around (usually it was me). They played their set excellently as always. Win commented that "You guys in the shade must be thinking this is a great show while people in the back think we're shit!" Oh, how right he was. The shade definitely helped.

Nobody knew "Five Years" except for a handful of people in my area. Win also threw his mic stand down on the viewing well.

I have nothing else to say really from what I said before about this band. They are just fantastic live, and the size of the place didn't take away too much of their grandeur.

When "Power Out" came on, I immediately bum rushed the front of the stage, much to the dissatisfaction of the people I bumped. I wanted to join the people hopping around, but they ceased doing that even when "Rebellion (Lies)" came on. Such a shame. I was hoping some of the Rowdies from Stubbs were there, but they were nowhere to be seen.

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My friend and I immediately got out of there and made our way to the SBC Stage to see Franz Ferdinand. After a brief bathroom break and some refreshments, we made our way there. We had to fight the dust and the wind, which was blowing harder and harder every step we took. I had to use my Mexican style bandana as a face mask just to cover the dust.

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Franz Ferdinand - SBC Stage

From this point on, we were going to stay here to see Franz Ferdinand and then Coldplay. We got a great spot as well, near the speakers, stage left. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: we're always on the left side near the speakers. Oh well. I took a hearing test today and I'm alright so far.

Our view was heavily obstructed since we were on the extreme left. We couldn't see Paul, the drummer, and we couldn't see the Franz Ferdinand banner that hung in the background.

Franz Ferdinand played a really enjoyable set. It would have been more enjoyable if it wasn't so fucking humid, but fun nonetheless. They played "Do You Want To" really early and that song live is a lot of fun to dance to. Also, "Take Me Out" was played shortly thereafter, and that got the crowd moving along nicely.

A lot of the new songs they played I really enjoyed such as "I'm Your Villain," "This Boy," "What You Meant" and "Evil and a Heathen." Unfortunately, the crowd didn't know much of the songs since the new album wasn't released yet.

The older songs got a huge reaction. Songs like "40 ft." and "This Fire" received a good amount of cheers. "Darts of Pleasure" and "Michael" also received great applause and some dancing.

But the Franz boys are just clever and joyful. Very stylish, despite the circumstances. They also introduced themselves individually, with Alex leading the way. Lots of dancing and jumping around from the Franz boys. Take a bow. Take a bow.

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At this point, a lot of the Franz crowed stayed and made a push to get closer for Coldplay. This is where it got downright nasty. We were packed like sardines and I could barely move my arm. The place was like a slaughter house, with all of us stinking and herded like cattle. We could only take 10 minutes of this and we decided to make our escape. We pushed and shoved and eventually hopped over the railing. We decided to get drinks, get some wet wipes to get rid of the soot and eat.

We were very, very far for Coldplay, but we were comfortable.

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Coldplay: SBC Stage

Coldplay's stage set is the same set that they've been touring with here in the U.S. The setlist was no different than their setlist in any of their other U.S. shows. They opened up with "Square One" with the whole clock timer thing in the back and Chris Martin hopping around like a bunny rabbit. "Politik" followed and now the crowd started getting into it even more.

Throughout the set, Chris was improvising the lyrics to fit in with the festival. The most glaring was his tribute to Arcade Fire and Coldplay where he said, during the verse before the chorus, "You should have seen Arcade Fiiiire, open up your eyes...."

Chris LOVED Arcade Fire. He couldn't stop talking about them. He said that after he saw Arcade Fire, the entire band wanted to retire and pursue other occupations. He also said that he was inspired by them, and will take their energy and enthusiasm on stage to something that Coldplay will hopefully duplicate in their own show. Tough act to follow, but Chris was determined.

Oddly, no mention of Oasis.

"Yellow" came on as the third song, and the balloons were released.

The definite highlight was "Fix You." That song...man. It just does something to my heart. It's so damn perfect for me. It just encapsulates all my feelings in one. Damn that was good. You can tell that everyone at the show was affected by the song. Just the sheer silence of people in the crowd and how people with significant others just hugged one another during that song. This is by far the best song Coldplay has ever written. It just tugs at the heart strings of all men and women.

I actually enjoyed Coldplay here rather than at Shoreline. Where I described the lighting as plain at Shoreline, it was spectacular here.

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And that was ACL. A very memorable experience in more ways than one. Will I go again? Maybe. Austin is a nice little city with a lot of nice people. And it's liberal, which is something of an anomaly in Texas I guess.

Austin City Limits: Day Two (Zilker Park, Austin, TX, 24 September 2005)

It was another blistering hot day here in Austin. Temperatures were expected to reach as high as 109 degrees fahrenheit, despite the fact that there's hurricane Rita just a few hundred miles away from here. I kind of wished that tropical storm Rita would at least come over here to cool things off. It was hot. It was dusty. It was humid. It was gross.

With that in mind, we decided not to go the festival until later in the afternoon. The earliest gig that we wanted to see was Tegan & Sara, but they cancelled their appearance. Thank goodness! So, Death Cab turned out to be the first band of the day.

Death Cab for Cutie -- Cingular Stage

The Cingular Stage is the second biggest stage in the entire festival and everyone and their mom packed that area to see O.C. favorites Death Cab. It was really hard to get a decent spot in that stage. It didn't help that the temperatures were so high that we lacked any motivation to go see them and to even attempt to crowd and push around others. So, we opted to stand way stage left, near all the portable seat people.

Death Cab is a great band, but I never found their live performance to be that jolting or riveting. It has that potential, but I just couldn't make myself do it. So, I was content on being far away.

The first song they played was "Marching Bands of Manhattan," my favourite song off their new album Plans. That song live is something else, and I'm sure it's even better live in a more intimate venue.

Throughout their set, they played a good mix of songs from Plans ("Soul Meets Body," among others) and their other releases. They played "I Was a Kaleidoscope," which surprised me since that's such an "old" song by their standards. Songs that were expected off Transatlanticism such as "New Year" and "Title and Registration" were also played.

However, I was just not into their set. I was far, it was hot and the sound was being drowned out by all the people talking all around me. I wish I could have enjoyed their set, but I didn't.

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The next band after Death Cab was Bloc Party. However, we opted not to watch Bloc Party but instead go back to Downtown Austin to get some BBQ and watch bats fly from Congress bridge. The BBQ was alright, but the bats were a complete disappointment. Those bastards didn't come out until after 8pm, and we waited since 5:45pm for those guys. We did see a few bats fly close by, but it was so dark outside that it was hard to see whether what you're looking at was a bat or a black bird.

We left TGIF (its viewing deck is perfect for bat watching), we took cabs and hurried up back to Zilker Park to catch Oasis.

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Oasis - Cingular Stage

We barely made it just in time to see Oasis. When we walked in, "Fuckin' in the Bushes" was on. It was still packed in the Cingular Stage despite seeing a lot of people walking out. It's amazing that there's still a huge following for Oasis. Even kids in their teens were amused and sang along to Oasis.

Their set list is the same as any other show, with a few notable omissions such as "Bring It On Down" and "Guess God Thinks I'm Abel." Otherwise the setlist was the same as the previous three times I saw them this year.

Liam was wearing shorts during this gig, which is the same shorts he wore for the SPIN photo shoot last month. Liam wasn't looking too good that night, clothes wise, but he made up for it with his siganture cheekiness and playful nature. He again dedicated "Live Forever" to the people in New Orleans and again incited the crowd with his banter.

Noel was perhaps the most talkative and active of the group. He talked to the crowd about various things. Like, what the translator lady was doing and how she can translate what Noel's saying into sign language. I think before Noel played "Don't Look Back in Anger," he commented that he was freaked out by the Snow Bank building because it looked like an owl. He also told the crowd a story about how two cockroaches were fighting in his room and how he demanded room service to come up and get rid of them.

"Don't Look Back in Anger" was the song of the evening. Everyone singing along and just re-living their youth. Although some of the youth were singing along too. It's surprising to see that this song has eclipsed all other Liam-led vocal songs such as "Live Forever" and "Wonderwall," but Noel does have a knack for touching the hearts of people through words and song.

This doesn't top any of the prior Oasis gigs I've been to, but it's a memorable one.

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The Arcade Fire (Stubb's BBQ, Austin, TX, 23 September 2005)

This must be what hell feels like in the morning...

I'm in Austin, Texas to attend the world famous Austin City Limits Festival. But, as a precursor to that event, I bought two tickets to see the most fucking amazing band of all time: Arcade Fire. They're playing at Stubbs BBQ which is a BBQ joint and concert venue.

It was hella hot in Austin. Try 100+ degrees in the daytime, lowering to a comfortable high 70's to mid 80's in the evening. Thank goodness it was the evening, because Stubb's is an outdoor venue. And a great one at that. The stage is elevated up high and the entire floor is lined with gravel and dirt. The acoustics were just fabulous, even if it's an outdoor venue.

We missed the Black Keys, even though we did watch their performance from the telly whilst eating my BBQ sides. I got me some cheap, top shelf mixed drink and effortlessly made my way up the front. Texans are so nice! So, I had a great spot, stage left, to see Arcade Fire. I could hardly contain myself!

Here they come and they started off with a Bob Dylan cover entitled "Hard Rain." I didn't know what it was until well after the show. It was an amazing song, and it started the show off right instead of the typical "Wake Up."

Well, "Wake Up" did follow and once Owen and Sara started playing the strings, that's when I started going crazy. Subdued, but yet crazy (if that makes any sense). I was yelling from the top of my lungs the shouting portion of the song, with my drink raised high and my eyes closed to capture the feeling of the song. I danced to the "dancy" portion of the song, so much so that I may have created a mini dust cloud from the gravel. By the way, the persons around me were doing the same.

"Laika" followed, with as much intensity as their previous performances. This time, Will went up on the speakers, stage left, and towered over the crowd like King Kong swatting planes from the Empire State Building. Richard was left with banging his own helmet-shielded head with the drumsticks.

Win then said that "We're the Arcade Fire from Montreal." He also made some remarks about the people in Houston and South Texas who were fleeing from Rita.

I forgot what song was played next, but they did play their EP set. This was different from their San Francisco performance. It included "No Cars Go," "Headlights Look Like Diamonds," and "My Heart is an Apple." They also played "Queen's Bitch" by David Bowie. This was the first time I've ever heard their rendition of this song, and it was absolutely beautiful. I was singing along to the verse.

"Crown of Love" was another highlight. My God, this song just tugs on my heartstrings and makes my spine tingle. Especially the beginning, where the keys were first played by Win and then his voice just taking over from there.

I think it was at the "fast" part of "Crown of Love" that I decided to join all the "Rowdies" in the front, center. I was hopping around like mad, singing along, getting high fives from all the boys around me. One guy said, "Wait til "Rebellion (Lies)"!!" Oh, I'm ready! This guy didn't know who he was messing with.

But man did I meet my match a song or two later....

During "Tunnels," this large, gargantuan guy joined us Rowdies in the front. I swear he was Andre the Giant's long lost child because this guy was H-U-G-E!!! I looked at the "Rebellion (Lies)" guy and we both had an expression on our faces that this was truly the end of our lives. I spoke to Andre Jr. and said, "Dude, you're going to fucking kill us all!!" And he just laughed.

"Power Out" came on and here we go going all crazy! Like CRAZY!!! Jumping around, I found my way in the pseudo mosh pit (it was a friendly one) and got battered pretty bad, but felt good. Then the segway to "Rebellion (Lies)" came on. I went crazy for that too!! See, I didn't have any friends around me, so I needed to find willing suspects for my eye closing routine. So, I put my hands over the "Rebellion (Lies)" guys eyes for a few seconds and he was ready and willing. He enjoyed it and said "FUCK YEAH!!" I then did the same to Andre Jr.!! I thought he was going to kill me but he was so happy and he happily obliged! He then did the same to me, his gargantuan hands covering my entire face (and I have a pretty big head mind you). He then shuffled my hair with his large fingers and we did the whole high five thing and yelled out "FUCK YEAH!!"

FUCK YEAH!!!

At this point, Will plopped his guitar down and gently brought his entire body on the crowd! I was right underneath him and the Rowdies and I carried him around. I then asked him, "Where do you want to go Win?" He used his eyes to signal back to the stage and me and the others wisked him there. My lower back was pressed on the stage as he came back, so basically my upper torsoe was lying on the stage! It was AWESOME!!!

Thank God for the pause between encores. It was hot, I was surrounded by 40 sweaty, stinky boys and girls and I was thirsty. After asking the guy in front of me to steal Win's water, I guzzled it down and shared it amongst the Rowdies. I made a comment to "Rebellion" boy saying that Austin is a great town and that Stubb's is a fantastic venue.

So, here comes the encore. I forgot what they played, but here comes Win again! This time, his arse hit my head. I hugged him for a bit, to show my appreciation and then we wisked him back again.

It was a FANTASTIC show and definitely the highlight of my whole Austin, Texas experience. I was so enthused that when I saw my pal Jim, I ran to him and climbed on his back like he was giving me a piggy back ride! I was still euphoric, hopping all around like a deranged rabbit and shouting out, "I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!!!"

We then went bar hopping. Mind you, my entire shirt and undershirt was drenched. It looked like I came out of Rita for crying out loud! I stunk too, but nobody seemed to mind. I had the orange bracelet, which signifies my Stubb's attendance.

This band can do no wrong.

Beer Rating: 0 Beers

Austin City Limits Festival: Day One (Zilker Park, Austin, TX, 23 September 2005)

This is your music correspondent reporting from the hottest place on Earth: Austin, Texas. It's around 100+ degrees on Friday afternoon here in Zilker Park. The only band I wanted to see the entire day was Kasabian, so I just went to the festival's first day just for that. They came on at around 1:30pm and put on another spectacular performance.

Unlike their tour with Oasis, I actually caught their entire set this time. There was a good sized crowd at the AMD stage, despite the overwhelming heat. They played the exact same songs as before. "LSF," "Processed Beats" and "Club Foot" were among the crowd favourites. Well, they were my favourite at least.

Throughout the entire set, Sergio was commenting on how hot it was out here and how they were very appreciative of the turn out despite the circumstances. Although they sounded like they were in top form, they said that they weren't feeling very well. I think the heat has something to do with it, and the fact that they haven't smoked hash in a while.

After that excellent set, I decided to walk around the festival grounds just to get a gauge of what's up. First, I went shopping at the SoCo Art Market and found some good stuff and a cowboy hat to shield me from the elements. Then I checked out the food court where they had every single cuisine imaginable at reasonable prices. The layout of the entire festival grounds was well organized, with water stations stratigically placed and volunteers all around. There was even a Starbucks tent where I guzzled down some fraps throughout the entire weekend. Corporate sponsorships has its benefits, including getting a free fan/water spray gizmo from the SBC folks and a free picture from Cingular's tent.

I also bought my souvenirs that day at the Festival Market. I got an undated, black ACL shirt and a couple of other things at the Waterloo Records tent. I noticed that Kasabian cancelled their autograph appearance -- so their "not feeling well" statement made more sense.

I decided to go back to my car (the shuttles rule!) and just roam around Austin to know the lay of the land. Checked out the drag, ate a tempeh taco, and then went back to the hotel.

So, for Kasabian:

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Bloc Party (The Warfield, 21 September 2005)

It's Bloc Party....again. Playing a different sized venue....again. And I went...again.

If you remember my article on Mesh regarding Bloc Party a few months ago, I predicted that this band will be so huge (since the hype was justified) that they'll play Fillmore and Warfield sometime soon. Well, Bloc Party indeed played the Fillmore not too long ago and now they just played the Warfield.

You know a band is getting big by virtue of them playing a different sized venue in S.F. for each visit. The hierarchy of "major" venues in S.F. goes something like, from lowest to highest: Bottom of the Hill, Cafe Du Nord, Great American, Slim's, The Fillmore, The Warfield, Bill Graham and Shoreline. Well, Bloc Party started off at Bottom of the Hill, then went to Popscene, then Slim's, Fillmore, respectively, and, now Warfield.

I bought a ticket to this show since a friend of mine loved Bloc Party so much. So I went and I had a great time. They started off with "Positive Tension" which was a weird song to start off with since they started with "Like Eating Glass" for the other shows. The crowd was rowdy when they came in, but they were a bit weirded out by the start of this song.

This "weirdness" subsided when the third or fourth song they played was "Banquet." At this point, me and my friends wanted to jump around and "Banquet" was the perfect song to do it to. I love this song, especially the Phones Disco Remix. "Banquet" energized the crowd and got me mad hopping around. Everyone was dancing non-stop. I liked it so much that I wished they'd do the Gorillaz thing and repeat this song in the encore. They didn't. =-(

Another highlight was their old songs from the EPs. "The Marshalls Forever" and "Little Thoughts" were fantastic! A lot of the crowd didn't recognize the songs, since Silent Alarm is probably the only album from Bloc Party they owned.

Bloc Party also played a bunch of new songs. I don't remember anything distinct about them from their current material -- which is a good thing. Why fix something that isn't broke?

I forgot what the last song they played was, or whether it was truly their last song. They stopped "Helicopter" mid-way to save a somewhat injured woman from the crowd. See, Bloc Party is against all things "moshing" or people getting hurt in their shows. They take it so seriously that they warned people at their Fillmore show about it and did the same thing here. Kele chastised the crowd, along with bassist Gordon, that they don't want to see people injured and that the crowd should behave themselves better.

After Kele helped the girl up the stage and took her backstage for some aid, they continued where they left off. Then they left the stage, in what seemed to be in disgust. They came back after a few minutes and informed the crowd that the girl was alright and further informed the crowd to temper their rowdy behavior.

They then played more songs, some new ones. They also played another encore, which I missed since I needed to use the WC.

Another entertaining show by Bloc Party.

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The Arcade Fire (The Warfield, 18 September 2005)

I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!
I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!

Did I tell you that I LOVE THE ARCADE FIRE!

One would think that after seeing The Arcade Fire in every size venue possible, from as small as The Bottom of the Hill to as huge as the Hollywood Bowl, that they would lose their lustre. I mean, they've been touring non-stop all around the world in support of their debut album Funeral and their recently reissued EP for this entire year. During that time, they've stopped by S.F. a total of four times, and soon to be a 5th at the Download Festival. Well, they haven't lost a step. If not, they've improved and are better than ever.

By far, this is the most fun Arcade Fire show I've ever been to. It's because I actually got to dance and hop around like a chicken on crack. As the clock struck 10pm, the curtains opened with the band right there, ready to launch into "Wake Up." "Wake Up" was brilliantly done, as always, with Richard being able to move from one side of the stage to another, with accordion in hand, without tripping over something. I was at the far stage left, next to the speakers, just holding in my enthusiasm. I was jumping around, but nobody else was. I saw people in the middle front going crazy. I knew I had to join them.

Afterwards, I heard the opening beats to "Laika." At this point, I couldn't contain myself. Like a superhero dashing to save the damsel in distress, I ran towards the middle. I tried to be as courteous as possible, but there were some people unwilling to budge. So, I did the total asshole thing to do and just barged in. My apologies to the people, but I had to do it. I was jumping around like mad, shouting the words "LAIKA!!" I think Win stage dived at this point. I don't remember.

At this point, after "Haiti," their setlist concentrated on the EP. They played "No Cars Go," followed by "Headlights Look Like Diamonds." During "Headlights..." I did that whole "woo-woo" sound along witht the rest of the band. Then "Vampire/Forest Fire." The surpise of the night was "Cars and Telephones," a song I've never heard before live (or ever for that matter). The only reason why I know of the song is through the lyrics. Everyone was absolutely quiet for this song, with only a select handful knowing what it was. I was dumbfounded by it, and it was absolutely beautiful.

After the "oldies," as Win aptly called it, they played more songs from Funeral. "Une Année Sans Lumiere" was done, followed by a heart wrenching, emotional and very tear jerking "Crown of Love." My God! The passion in that song nearly drove me to tears. If it wasn't for my sweat soaked body at this point, I would have just cried.

Then, the rockin' portion. I think at this point, they played "Power Out" which drove the entire floor section M A D !!! And so was I. After the extended "Power Out," they then played "Rebellion (Lies)." I covered my friend Jason's eyes as is customary when I hear the song. We all yelled in unison "LIES!! LIES!!" Absolutely astounding!

Then after a short wait for the encore, and after the entire crowd was chanting "ONE MORE SONG!!" they did "Tunnels." Win had to stop the song because his mic wasn't working, but he started again. I am running out of synonyms to describe how amazing this version was compared to others I've seen before. There was just so much energy. 110% was given.

Then "Backseat" was on. The entire crowd was dead quiet, anticipating Regine's soft yet booming voice to resonate. And so she did! Instead of the usual funeral procession after the song, they launched into this LOUD and ROCK version as if this was the end of an Oasis concert. Then, as each band member picked up their unplugged instruments, one-by-one, each member approached the crowd. Win, with acoustic guitar, stage dived and was wisked away towards the back of the pack. Owen, with a xylophone, also stage dived. I gave Owen the BIGGEST bear hug. Also, Regine came close with two tambourines. I reached out for her hand and she held it intently for about 5 seconds. I wanted to kiss her hands to show my appreciation. Then here comes Owen again, with his bum hitting my head. I was waiting for Win to return, but he never did.

As I exited the venue, I noticed a HUGE crowd outside. It was Win! Playing fucking acoustic guitar right outside the Warfield, facing Market St. I don't know what he was playing, but he was just strumming the guitar. The crowd applauded loudly as he finished it, and calmly went back in.

OH MY GOD!!

It was FUCKING AMAZING!! Name one band, one fucking band, that would do this! NONE!! I can't think of one damn band that would give 110% of their energy and soul to entertain an audience and interact with them nonetheless. The Arcade Fire are pretty big for indie standards, but yet they haven't forgotten about the fans. Throughout their set, Win was so appreciative, telling the crowd "thank you" so many times, and at one point just saying, "We're so glad to be here!!" After their not so great experience at KROQ's Inland Invasion (Win said there were 3000 people on the lawn and 30 people in the front talking on their mobiles), Win was just glad to see REAL people.

So, I'm seeing them again in Austin on Friday at Stubbs, at ACL on Saturday and then at Download Festival in S.F. I can't wait!!!

I'm going to take a shower now and go to bed...

Beer Rating: 0 Beers.

-- Photos by Edwin Lee

The Bravery / Maximo Park (The Fillmore, 15 September 2005)

I'm fucking tired.

I took a 7am flight out of San Diego, meaning I had to wake up at 5am to get to the airport on time. Then I went to work right at 9am. Got out of work at around 5pm for fear of Bay Bridge traffic. After paying my bills online, I took my uncle to SFO for his flight to Manila. Finally, after a quick bite for dinner, I went to the Fillmore to see this fantastic show of two outstanding bands.

Maximo Park is a band from England that is all abuzz on the NME at the moment. Their brand of new wave like music is akin to current artists such as Franz Ferdinand and The Futureheads. We unfortunatley missed a couple of songs in their set, but the handful or so of songs that we did catch were just absolutely amazing. "Apply Some Pressure" was so tight and well done that if I wasn't so tired, I would have been dancing my arse off. Paul Smith's energy, magnificently tailored suit and perfect hair was the perfect visual for these amazing songs. Another great song was a new one, whose title I forget at the moment. "Now I'm All Over the Shop" was the last song of the set and the crowd were absolutely mad fer it. And so were we. We hated to see them leave, especially after such an energetic and tight set, but so the story goes.

Bravery were next after what seemed like an eternity of them setting up. These boys are as dressy and as energetic as ever. "Unconditional" and "Honest Mistake" received the most applause and raucous. As expected, Sam Endicott was all over the place with the mic stand moving from one end of the stage to another. In between part of their set, Sam commented on how this was a historical event since the Bravery finally made it to the Fillmore. It is actually since I've seen the Bravery at Cafe Du Nord, Slim's, Great American Music Hall and, now, The Fillmore. What's next? The Warfield? Shoreline? You have to hand it to the Bravery though, these guys put so much energy and chutzpah to their live shows and it's always an entertaining time. It's even entertaining to watch the bass player slowly undress and count how many beers he can guzzle per song.

Overall, an excellent billing of two great, up and coming bands.

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Oasis / Jet / Kasabian (Coors Amphitheatre, San Diego, 14 September 2005)

Part 3 of 3

So.

This is the last show of my Oasis concert tour for California. Unlike the previous two shows in San Francisco and Los Angeles, I actually sat down and saw all three bands. This is an especially memorable show because it marks the first time me and my friend John saw Oasis. We were supposed to see them at the Universal Amphitheatre back in 1995 (God!) but they cancelled that show. And this was an event 10 years in the making. So, nostalgia all around.

We missed a couple of songs from Kasabian's set, but they were nonetheless as tight and awesome as they ever were. We caught "Club Foot" and "Processed Beats" which is good enough in my book. The crowd was still semi-sparse at the venue, but there were a handful of people in the front standing up and giving Kasabian some love, me included. John was impressed even though he heard only a few songs before. I'm definitely seeing their entire set when I go to Austin next week.

I also sat through Jet, which is not that bad if you have an open mind. I was closed minded when I saw them in S.F. and L.A. Yes, they are very generic rock but somehow, in San Diego, they were pretty damn good. Most of the songs I recognized for once. "Are You Gonna Be My Girl" and "Look What You've Done" were done really well as long as the other songs. They weren't this cheezy this time actually, minimizing the "yeahs" and the long pauses between songs to incite the crowd.

And then, of course, Oasis. Fuck this band is just hot. Liam was wearing some shortened trench coat and white shirt. Noel was wearing the same thing. Gem was looking good with a pink long sleeved shirt and suit jacket. Andy was wearing something similar, except with an Adidas shirt inside his suit jacket. Zack was also wearing something similar.

The setlist was exactly the same as previous nights. Here it is:

Turn Up The Sun
Lyla
Bring It On Down
Morning Glory
Importance of Being Idle
A Bell Will Ring
Cigarettes & Alcohol
Acquiesce
Live Forever
Mucky Fingers
Wonderwall
Champagne Supernova
Rock N Roll Star
------Encore-----
Guess God Thinks I'm Abel
Meaning of Soul
Don't Look Back in Anger
My Generation

Needless to say, like previous nights, I was singing my heart out and mimicing everything that Liam did on stage. Like previous nights, Liam was very grateful and playful with the audience, giving his tambourine to a youngster in the front after "Morning Glory" and then giving another to three bitches after "My Generation." He again dedicated "Live Forever" to the people of New Orleans and Noel said "gracias" a couple of times for the Mexican contingency.

I can go on and on and on on how Oasis were just spectacular tonight as in previous nights. But I just want to reflect on these three shows.

The thing that made these shows great were the people I was with. From Kat, Jason, Sara and Minh-Lan in S.F., Chris in L.A. and John in S.D., all these guys were willing to put up with my antics and my sing-a-longs.

Singing along to an Oasis song brings back a flood of memories. As Sara said, "I felt like a 15 year old again." Well, I felt like an 18 year old when I sang my heart out to "Live Forever" or had my arm wrapped around the shoulders of Chris during "Champagne Supernova" and "Don't Look Back in Anger." It's the memories behind these songs that makes Oasis so great. It's like each song represents a time capsule in my life and singing the songs is like opening up that capsule and looking through the things in it.

Also, the camraderie involved makes the songs great. Good people around can make any show worthwhile. This was one of them.

Of course, I don't want to take away the credit that is due to the band themselves who played each song with such intensity and professionalism that is unparalleled in the music business. Liam's no-nonsense, rock star attitude on-stage also adds to the show's greatness.

But the combination of friends, memories and Oasis is just potent. They should bottle this shit and give it to anyone depressed.

"Don't put your life in the hands, of a rock n roll band." Well, I did and I have no regrets whatsoever.

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Oasis (Hollywood Bowl, 12 September 2005)

Part 2 of 3

I landed in Burbank at around 4pm and already there's something wrong in the confines that is Ill-Eh. There was some major power outage earlier in the day, thus all the traffic lights were going blinky. I had no clue what was going on, thinking that this is just another daily occurrence in the chaos that is this City.

Otherwise, everything was going well. Got my car rental: a Hyundai Accent that seemed to be falling apart once I get pass 85 mph on the freeway. The car is really dinky, but it was a lot of fun to drive because of it's small stature and tiny wheels. When I was next to an SUV, I felt like I was in one of those clown cars in the circus.

After getting semi-lost around Burbank, I finally found my hotel. My "suite" smelled like that disinfectant at a beauty salon.

After ordering some veggie Chinese food, Chris came along and bought some Newcastle for the pre-drinking festivities. We drank it all and drank more at the show.

With that in mind, the Oasis show at the Hollywood Bowl was SO MUCH BETTER than their performance at Mountain View the night before. There's something magical about the Hollywood Bowl. I've seen several shows there and each and every time, regardless of how far away I am, it's still a good gig. We intentionally missed Jet again, but caught the last 2 songs of their set before opting to get more Red Stripes.

Oasis came on like clockwork at around 9:45pm. Once again, they dimmed the lights to "Fuckin' In the Bushes" before the band launched into "Turn Up the Sun." Liam was wearing a plain white undershirt along with a pinstriped suit jacket. He again wore sunglasses. Noel looked like he was wearing something similar from the night before.

What made this night better was the sound. Hollywood Bowl's sound is just amazing and each and every bass and strum can be heard. The banging of Zack Starkey's drums was ever more prevalent tonight than the night before. Liam's vocals, as rough as they were in the beginning, became more finely tuned as the show progressed.

Also, with the sound improving means that the songs weren't so flat. The new songs from Don't Believe the Truth had some added zing to it. "Mucky Fingers" was especially good, and "Lyla" had renewed vigor.

If you thought the new songs sounded good, the classics were much better! "Live Forever," "Wonderwall," and "Champagne Supernova" were absolute tear jerkers. "Cigarettes & Alcohol" and "Morning Glory" were done so well that footballers all around were just shouting the lyrics. The best song of the evening was "Don't Look Back in Anger" where Noel's voice and the line, "please don't put your life in the hands, of a rock n roll band, and throw it all away," had more impact on me than any previous night that I can remember.

Like last night, Liam dedicated "Live Forever" to the people of New Orleans and "A Bell Will Ring" to all the deaf people. Noel made a semi-speech saying that they finally made it this far in L.A. compared to playing all the fucking clubs. He also dedicated "Don't Look Back in Anger" to all "people of Mexican decent." I guess he's trying to tap into the Morrissey fanbase?

A fantastic show that only deserves one rating:

Beer Rating: 0 Beers (although I had 5 or 6 that night).

Oasis / Jet / Kasabian (Shoreline Amphitheatre, 11 September 2005)

Part 1 of 3

I'm on holiday at the moment for my long time ritual of going to see Oasis in every single possible venue in California. Tonight is their first stop in Northern California as they do a show at the much hated Shoreline. If it wasn't for the 49ers traffic, my friends and I could have made it on time to see Kasabian. Alas, that wasn't the case.

We caught the last couple of songs from Kasabian. I think the last song was "L.S.F. (Lost Souls Forever)" and it was as brilliant as what it was when I saw them at Coachella. The lead singer (whose name escapes me at the moment) looks a bit more tidy with the haircut and tucked in shirt. He looked very Liam-esque actually. A skinnier, younger version at least.

Afterwards we went to get some beer and met up with a couple other friends. Meeting up at the Shoreline is almost an impossible task with all these concession stands. As I peeked at the overpriced merchandise (Oasis track jacket: $80. Oasis bag: $40) I got some MGD courtesy of M-L, who was hella late because of her flight plans in Ontario.

We spent the Jet set on the lawn since we want to be as far away as possible from these guys. Their rock is too damn traditional. It's like the Stones and Aerosmith were all in there. There should be a Jet drinking game, where everytime the lead singer says "YEAH!" it's drinkin' time. Guaranteed to kill you since he says that word every other sentence. I wasn't impressed. Even with their hit songs. Again, I wasn't impressed. These guys should come on first instead of Kasabian.

Oasis came on at around 9:30pm. They opened their set with "Fucking in the Bushes" as the entrance song. Here comes the band, with Liam wearing a collarless long sleeved shirt with gold rimmed sunglasses. He looked straight out of Be Here Now if it wasn't for the fact that he got kinda big and his skin aged tremendously. That's what drugs will do to you kids. Think moderation. Noel was as slender as ever, but he still looked kinda old.

"Turn Up the Sun" came on next. This and other new Oasis songs like "The Importance of Being Idle" and "Guess God Thinks I'm Abel" fell short since it was too dull sounding. Other new songs like "Lyla," "Mucky Fingers," and "Meaning of Soul" fared better, but not by much.

It was the past albums that made Oasis great and the crowd at this show didn't get crazy until an oldie was played. The song after "Lyla" was "Bring it on Down" which should amuse all the 30+ kids out there. I like "Bring it on Down," but it's a good live song IMHO. Obviously, "Supersonic" could have been played, or even anythhing off of Standing on the Shoulder of Giants, Heathen Chemistry or, my preference, "D'You Know What I Mean?" from Be Here Now.

I don't think they played any songs off of Heathen Chemistry, which is surprising since they seemed really proud of that album. Most of ths songs consisted of classics like "Live Forever" (which was dedicated to New Orleans) "Wonderwall" (which was dedicated to all the ladies in the audience) and "Don't Look Back In Anger." For "Don't Look Back in Anger," Noel let the crowd sing the first chorus. It was a big sing-a-long and I grabbed four of my friends and forced them to sing it with me in tandem. It was a proud moment!

There was a problem with Liam's mic during "Champagne Supernova, " probably because of feedback in the monitors. Liam was as playful as ever. Placing the trambourine flat on this head. Or biting the tambourine so that it looks like Liam has this huge grin. Liam trying to pinch Noel's bum after the encore. Liam shaking hands with the twats in the lower level seats. Or Liam giving a couple of lucky fans his tambourine. I want that tambourine damn it. I've been waiting for it for the last 7 years.

Overall, a great show with all the classics spilled right in.

New Shows Added

Sorry for the lack of updates. Here's what I dug up as "new" so far:

September:

1: Hey Willpower w/ Eats Tapes @ The Rickshaw Stop
2: The Strays @ Rickshaw Stop (Club Loaded)
10: Drunk Horse @ 12 Galaxies
10: M. Ward @ Bimbo's
12: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club @ Amoeba S.F.
15: Maximo Park @ Amoeba S.F.
18: U.S.E. @ Cafe Du Nord
22: Bloc Party Guest DJs @ Popscene
29: Towers of London @ Popscene

October:

6: Cut Copy w/ Guest DJs Franz Ferdinand @ Popscene
12: LCD Soundsystem @ The Fillmore
25: Bauhaus @ The Warfield
26: Bauhaus @ The Warfield
29: Bridge School Benefit feat. Bright Eyes @ The Shoreline Amphitheatre
30: Bridge School Benefit feat. Bright Eyes @ The Shoreline Amphitheatre
30: Devendra Banhart @ Bimbo's

November:

9: Broken Social Scene w/ Feist @ The Grand Ballroom
13: Death Cab for Cutie w/ Stars @ The Warfield
16: Spoon w/ American Music Club @ The Warfield
16: Shout Out Louds @ Great American Music Hall

December:

5: Echo & The Bunnymen @ The Fillmore

Von Iva / Hey Willpower @ (The Independent, 20 August 2005)

I'm here baking in San Diego for a day trip for the parents. I come home and I saw 5 chicks. Literally, chicks. Like baby chickens. In a box. I'm like, "What the hell is this?" Apparently, my little cousins wanted some chicks for pets but they can only buy them in bulks of, get this, 24!! We got stuck with 5 of them. Adding insult to injury, it's hotter than hell over here (I've grown used to San Francisco summers), and I have no shorts! Thus, I have to wear my dad's short shorts with a 28" waist. I can fit in them actually. But I look like a really bad Daisy Dukes with them on.

So, what does my bitching about chicks in 28" waistline short shorts have in common with the Von Iva and Hey Willpower show at the Independent last week?

I guess, stretching it, my shorts story is similar to the outfits worn by Hey Willpower's dancers, Erin Rush and Justin Kelly. However, I can't strut as well with them on as these two. I've reviewed Hey Willpower before when they opened up for Gravy Train!!! at Cafe Du Nord, and their show a few nights ago was just as scripted and just as fun. Will Schwartz's "Justin-like" vocals accompanied
by semi-unchoreographed danced moves was fun to listen to, as well as watch. I don't know any of their songs, but its catchy nature (which was artfully and cheezily accompanied by Tomo's PowerBook sounds) is enough to make even the curmudgeon of the crowd tap their feet with a 3-4 beat.

After some liquid refreshments, the ladies from Von Iva came on. These 4 "chicks" (there's your second similarity to my story above!) are just rock at it's most raw and riot grrrl-esque. The crowd were really into it, especially the guy with the tats and baseball cap right in front. He was constantly begging anyone from the band to shake his hand . . . and he loved every minute of it. I'm not familiar with their songs, but I think they started off, or had their second song as, "Hot to Trot."

Sheer energy is the best way I can describe it. Jillian Iva, the lead singer, was just all over the stage. She had problems with her microphone cord, but she corrected that easily by just knocking the mic stand out. Oh, that's hot.

As is the weather over here...



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