Must Not Die Before These Shows
LAist woke up in the back seat of our car at six-thirty this morning, somewhere off Ventura Boulevard in the far west Valley, hugging a bottle of Jim Beam in our bloody, sliced-up hands and vowing never again to play a show in Santa Barbara on a Monday night. (We're pretty sure someone else drove us home.)
The last thing we recall is a cute local girl leaving the crowd of sugardaddy-CEOs who were hounding her at the Velvet Jones, and buying us a shot she called a Child Molester. We responded in kind, ordering up several Rocky Mountain Motherfuckers before the night was over. The SoCo settled on us slowly but heavily, like a pile of fuzzy purple bricks.
No amount of water now will cool our raging thirst, and the acid content of the AM-PM coffee we chugged to get us back to Highland Park is eating a new belly button right through our clothes. But jittery and jangly though we are, we're too excited to sleep anyway, considering all the fun stuff that's coming up in the next few days.
Tuesday's traditionally the night when LA turns into an overcrowded version of Fresno, with a lot of people blinking at each other and wondering what the hell to do. But this Tuesday we'll be making a pilgrimage to the Hollywood Entertainment Museum to see "Outrageous! LA Punk Rock Flyers, Handbills and Posters ('77-'83)," then following it up with a visit to the Echo to check out tribute band Black Fag, "the best-hung band in rock and roll."
Wednesday night we've got little-known British rock gods Embrace at Spaceland, playing a better version of what emo might have become, their first American invasion promising to teach us what the Brits have known for years. Our girlfriend is already camped out waiting for their autographs, which has us slightly worried.
Thursday night the Echo is the spot again, hosting Two Gallants, a two-piece not to be missed, whose songs are redolent of what would happen if Jeremy Enigk lost his mind again and was discovered jamming in a subway station with Meg White.
But we digress. Our alarm's been going off for about an hour now, and it's starting to drive us nuts. What a perfect time to go to back to sleep!