Tuesday, February 12, 2008


Round two of the Night Marchers last night. Once again, an awesome show. Weird seeing a band like that in a bowling alley bar, but sometimes that's the fun of being into underground music. I couldn't help but laugh at the Budweiser signs surrounding the stage. John Reis made a comment about a war flick on the tv. He said he was watching it out of the corner of his eye while he was playing. If anyone can play and catch a movie at the same time, it's him. I'd say the Long Beach show was better, but that's biased. I live in Long Beach. LA is such a terrible place for so many reasons. One of them is the lack of enthusiasm from audiences. Sure, the Night Marchers played a nearly hour-long set of music never heard by anyone, but would it hurt if ONE person unfolded their arms and, I don't know, maybe tapped their toe or bopped their head? Of course it would, that's why this is LA. No one in the Los Angeles hipster world wants to be the first one to take a chance on something new. No, it's easier to look around, make sure others are enjoying themselves, THEN pretend like you've been rocking out the entire time. On the flip side, I think I knew or recognized every other person out of the 200 people there. Most I actually wanted to see. Others I didn't. I caught up with a few old friends I hadn't seen in years. Did the number/email exchange and would love to see these people again. Hopefully I will. The rest, well, LA can go fuck itself. I'm staying in Long Beach.

1 comment:

Robert Glen Fogarty said...

I noticed L.A.'s lameness when I lived there, too. People in Los Angeles are afraid to accidentally touch each other. What diseases might transpire? Who knows? Cooties are everywhere.