Mudhoney, The Melvins @ The Music Box, 9/16/07
I am loving this ATP-inspired idea of playing entire albums from beginning to end. Tonight we hit the Music Box to see The Melvins play Houdini and Mudhoney play Superfuzz Big Muff plus Early Singles. Sadly, we missed Flipper. We were late because I fell down the back steps as we rushed out the door. Bob wanted me to stay home and ice my foot, but no way was I missing this gig! We hopped into the car, and I broke into our emergency preparedness pack to patch up my bloody arm (It is preparedness month!). But I don't understand what to do with just a square of white gauze (there is never any of that white tape in the first aid kits), so I stuck it on with band-aids, and off we went. The thing that annoyed me the most was that when I fell down the steps, I landed in the rosemary bush. So I smelled like a hippie all night.
The Music Box, aka, the Henry Fonda is kind of aggro. They even take your gum. I sat on a couch in a big sitting area, and an usher said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, you can't sit there." I asked "It's reserved?." He said, "No. We have to keep this area clear." So there were places to sit; there was just no sitting allowed. It was all really strict until it seemed like the club hit a point where they just gave up, and then all hell broke loose. I think they over-booked the venue. Soon people were crawling all over those forbidden couches and going crazy.
We saw Dave Markey, Jennifer Schwartz, et al on the roof patio. And we hung out with some of Bob's old bandmates from Clawhammer. We also ran into Keith Morris, the original singer of Black Flag. He said the Fuck Yeah! Fest was a rousing success. Then I went downstairs to push my way to the front of the stage.