My dad plays the accordion. No, I'm not joking (as much as I wish I was). Naturally, I had to find an instrument just as annoying so I took up the bagpipes when I was in high school (long story).... Continue Reading →
What do you get when you mix an obsession with R. Kelly, a band full of Australian Jeff Spicoli's, a crowd full of college kids, and some good music? You get a great freaking night. There are some shows that... Continue Reading →
This summer has turned me into a huge reggae fan. First it was the Slightly Stoopid show that I wrote about in the post My Sweet Summer is Gone. Last night was the Damian and Stephen Marley show that turned my "like"... Continue Reading →
Last night was perfection. Absolute perfection. I go to hundreds of shows every year. I've seen just about everything and everyone. I've honestly become a bit numb to shows. That's not to say I hate going to them. I still... Continue Reading →
I don't know what was more depressing last night. The fact that it was getting dark by 7:45 or the turnout for the show. I know that Radkey isn't a household name but they should be and will be soon.... Continue Reading →
The best shows are the ones where there is no difference between the stage and the floor. This doesn't mean that there is no stage and the band is just playing on the ground. This means that the band invites... Continue Reading →
I've seen The Maine many times before. Last time I went to their show, I wrote about how maybe a concert is just an excuse for the feeling of nostalgia. I was back on the hunt last night and got closer... Continue Reading →
I want dreadlocks. I want them so bad. I chicken out every time I get close to getting them. I think there may be something weird about a ginger with dreadlocks. I've also been told by a lot of people... Continue Reading →