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Quiet Company tonight at Silverlake Lounge - 9pm

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We know we listed them a few posts below, but this is a band who bears repeating... and hyping.

If you recall, in March we went to SXSW in Austin and had a little battle of the bands of sorts. LAist got a few bands from LA, and we invited some bands from Austin to play at the LAist SXSW party. We had never heard of Quiet Company, and quite frankly, their name didn't appease our taste for Devil Music.

But don't be fooled by their name. This is a rockin, great, up n coming band that you will be hearing about and you will say, "holy crap isn't that that band that LAist was going on about on Memorial Day?"

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Led by ridiculously talented Taylor Muse who plays guitar and keyboards, Quiet Company play tight short sets of passionate music that build and flourish and make you happy to be hearing live music.

Their first big national tour found them in Vegas last night, and will find them at the Silverlake Lounge tonight and The Lighthouse in Hermosa tomorrow night.

After the jump check out some of their tales from the road and photos. We recommend going to their Myspace page and listening to "tie your monster down" as you read Leah's story and look at the pics. But, you know, do what you like.

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From Leah's Livejournal:

Day 11 We just crossed over in to New Mexico and I gotta tell you, I love the scenery that is flying by my window. A mountain here, a windmill there, life is good.

You know how when you are sitting at work the hours are just crawling by and it's killing you? I'm not at work and the hours are flying by but somehow it seems like one day is so long that really it should be counted as four. Does that make sense? I should be updating more because I have stories and more stories to tell.

Last Saturday, we had a show in Houston. The show was sponsered by Camel cigarettes so that means two things: 1) They gave out free cigs so everyone got 2 each so that Tommy could smoke for free for awhile. 2) It was the smokiest venue ever and my eyes were killing me by the end of the night. The night was pretty cool and I would say one of their best shows yet. The crowd was bumping and everyone seemed to respond really well. Before the show, the band was interviewed by Camel to put up on their website. Kind of bizarre. After Quiet Company's set, a CABARET ACT took the stage. Seriously. When I woke up that morning, I thought to myself- "I really don't think I'm in the mood to have a bunch of half naked women walking around when I haven't even taken a shower". The minute they took the stage- I was fine. I actually moved up close by myself so I could have a better look. Let me tell you... it was one of the most embarrassing things I'd ever seen. I felt so sad for these girls. First off, I think they forgot that their act was supposed to be at least half dance because their chorography was awful. Second off, I don't think biting your finger can be counted as sexy after the first second you've done it. On their last song, the CD kept skipping so about half way through they stopped, exited the stage, got a new CD, and started the whole thing over. I felt like I was watching a half naked train wreck.

Sunday was in Austin. Sunday was a great day because I got to catch up with Lost, Grey's Anatomy, the Office, and Desperate Housewives. The show was at Stubb's which in my opinion is one of the best venues in Austin. The crowd was pretty good and our friends came out so it was a success!

Monday we went to Abilene, TX. We arrived at Oscar's Lounge, the venue, to.. a really bizarre setting. It was a Mexican Cantina with old dudes playing pool and not really looking like they were in the mood for a rock show. After the show, we went with some friends to Denny's where a girl at the table read my palm. If my memory serves me correctly she said that I had a jagged education line, a super super long life line, a really strong love line (i'm supposed to love one and a half people in my life), and that I know what I want to do with my life and that will not stray. She read Taylor's and the first thing she said/asked was, "You are going to have two true loves in your life. Have you loved someone before Leah?" The whole table yelled, "Awkwarrddddd". It was pretty hilarious. IF YOU ASK ME.

Tuesday was in Lubbock and I can't say that anything exciting or worth telling happened there. Lubbock is Lubbock. But last night.. oh, last night was Amarillo.

Last night's show was held in a venue called THE NAT which is an antiques/book store/haunted place. It was huge and old timey and on one of the seediest corners I have ever seen. Maybe 20 people came out for the show which is better than none. One of the twenty was a really drunk man that danced harder than I knew possible to Quiet Company and entertained the band with a ghost story about the venue after the show. Tommy got it on tape and our favorite part is when the guy said that everyone at the show was actually a ghost. Spoooky! From stage, Taylor asked the audience if there was anyone with an extra floor for a poor Austin band to sleep on. An Amarillo rollergirl obliged. The story doesn't end there but I've been told not to write about it. Let's just say that we ended up running out of the house at 4 in the morning and finding a hotel.

all photos by: Leah Muse
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