Sunday, August 9, 2009

The Project Formerly Known as Manhattan

I miss going to live shows. Last night I went to this little cafe (the "e" should have a little accent over it, but whatever, I'm too lazy to take the 3 minutes it would require to figure out how to do that) and watched the most amazing live performance I've seen in a long time. While basking in the raw energy perpetuated from both the band and the crowd, I came to a few realizations:

1) I really like the feel of Main Street in Mesa. They had this really cool looking bookstore. I don't mean cool like Barnes & Noble new and hip type cool. I mean cool looking like the type of place you'd see in a movie

2) I haven't seen anyone rock as hard as Myke Olsen since my last To Russia concert. Seriously, I loved everything about the performance, and I can't believe how great they sounded live.

3) I wish I had friends here . . . correction, friend, acquaintance, anyone, who would enjoy going to this type of thing with me. I really like the friends I've made here, but there isn't a single one who would've taken me up on an invite to watch this performance. Going alone wasn't bad, but I kinda got the vibe that everyone in the crowd knew everyone else who was there, and I felt like a little bit of an outsider.

4) I haven't seen a show in way too long. I'm not a go to a musical performance every week kinda guy, but I'm definitely a go once a month type of guy. The problem is that nothing has come through since I've moved here. Ok, there's been Keith Urban and the Jonas Brothers and junk like that, and yeah Ben Kweller went to Tucson on a week night, but not a whole lot else.
I really think Nate Ruess hates me. I'm not even going to get into the Format show in Pocatello in December of 2006, (but I will strongly discourage anyone from ever considering playing in Guitars Unplugged) this is all about playing here with Manchester Orchestra the day of my brother's graduation.
Or playing like 17 tour dates in California with FREAKIN LIMBECK but not having the courtesy to make one stop in your home state. Well you know what? I'm over it. I made a road trip to Vegas a few weeks ago and it was the first time in at least two years that I drove more than 3 hours without listening to a single song from Dog Problems. Take that.

5) Let's go back to there not being any shows here. Seriously, they're doing a whole series of free concerts in Salt Lake City and I'm stuck with "SALIVA live at Tempe Marketplace."

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There's more, but if you're attention span is as short as mine, you probably quit reading around #2. So I'll end this post with the frustrating "to be continued . . ." phrase