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Main Street Computers
4 Main Street
Knox, Indiana
February 19, 2005
This was really really really fun, even though we weren't
the same kind of band as the other three bands playing this
evening. Unfortunately, the batteries in my camera pooped
and I didn't get any shots. If I get a hold of any I'll
post them. Until then, I'll just describe what went down...
We'd never been to this place and it turned out it had only
been used in this way once before. The first thing you get
to do is carry all your gear up a huge double flight of
stairs! The UNIVERSE holds a special place for roadies, I
tell you. Thank you Justin! (and Justin's friend...
sorry we didn't even get your name!) So, you get that finished
and then there is no heat in the place. All this said, it
is a really cool place. Obet, the owner, is nice and wants
to do good things with the space. They bring in this kerosene
heater thing and after it fired up I took note of and pointed
out to my band mates/roadies where the closest exits were
located. You know...just in case.
So, anyway, all the bands are using our sound system, and
we get down to hooking up all the stuff. While we're doing
this the kids begin to arrive. This room seems to be an
old dance hall, ball room, or possibly part of a large
depertment store - really really old and quite delapidated.
The stage is not part of the original room, but rather
something built possibly by the sponsors of the show, and
holds up well to the evening's performances. In the
crowd I spot that little blonde check-out girl with
the pig tails from Park N Shop and ex-Grendel bassist Jimmy.
I had seen other Park N Shop employees at a show we did
last year with Minutes 'Til Yesterday. The PNS emps do a great
job of getting out there and supporting the local scene.
Thanks, peeps!
And about that scene...the three other bands playing are
punk bands. Straight-up 3 chord punk. I figured no
one would like us, but actually several people came
up to me after the show and said they liked it. It was
weird being the only band with no mohawk - headed member.
It's even weirder that I am old enough to be most of these
kids' mom and I looked pretty much like them when I
was their age. [Later on, I got a bit misty for a moment while
passing this little punker chick over my head after she
jumped from the stage...good times, good times.]
By this time the first band is ready to go. By reading the
guy's guitar, I assume they are called The Vandals. They are
adorable. Mohawk bass guy, shaggy amphetamine guitar guy,
and a drummer that I am not actually sure if he had ever
played the drums before. They weren't horrible but
the songs were very very short and I couldn't understand
anything they were saying. They were all very nice guys.
I am sure they will get much better with time.
We played next and all the moshing died down. People
were paying attention, though, which was nice to see.
Matt and Eric were both ill and felt like shiite
through the whole thing. I felt pretty good. Oh, well.
They all can't be stellar performances, I guess. We
didn't suck, that's the main thing...
Next up...Displeased from Marion, Indiana. The drummer
played standing up. That was interesting. I saw the
drummer for the Drovers do it that way, too. They had
a guitar guy, bass guy, and two singers to boot. And
boots. And ammo. And mohawks. Very nice guys, everyone
of them, honestly, and the kids loved them. I liked how
every once in a while, one of their band members would
drop instrument or mic and jump into the pit for a
few go-rounds. We even had a bleeder! The guitar guy from
The Vandals had a bloody face. I think he accidently
got his lip busted whilst having fun. Good sign, right?! ;]
About that time Matt and Eric were really ready to go -
on account of them both being sick and all, but
there was one more band...Unsung Heros. They were
quite good and had all the kids going. You know, now
that I think about it, I don't think any of these guys
had mohawks, either. The drummer, Joe, also works
in Main Street Computers, the computer store down stairs,
which is also owned by Obet. I think the bass guy was
called Bruiser. There was a guitar guy and a singer
who sat out on some songs. Since I do not listen to
this kind of music on a regular basis anymore, I
couldn't tell what was cover tune and what was original
stuff unless the band specifically said so either way -
for all the bands. All the guests and musicians seemed
happy and pleased and appropriately drunk by age.
So, then we just packed everything up as fast as we could
and headed home so the sick boys could get to bed. I
told them if they'd stop kissing each other they wouldn't
get each other's illnesses so much, but they won't listen.
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