The first band of the evening, Electric Black, took the stage at some point. Electric Black sounds like what Frank Zappa might have sounded like if Frank Zappa had been influenced by Frank Zappa and had actually been Tom Waits in disguise all along.
The band went over its set, though, and thus their microphone was cut off in order to get them to stop. The lead singer retaliated by picking up a bullhorn and yelling about how someone or perhaps everyone was “completely disorganized, completely disrespectful;” he was then yelled at and given the finger by a couple of attendees. The band then left, which was probably just as well insomuch as that it was difficult music to which to dance.
Really witty dipiction of the evening. The freezing spring breeze…the school bus shuttle bus ride from the tent to the venue on the corner of nowhere and why? Fighting over the car sevice arrivals because there were no line or order to say who came first or second. But I digress. I actually get off on such folly! Great write dude.
That night was hysterical, we laughed our asses all the way back to Manhattan!! just for the record bro we didn’t go over our set. we were told 45 min. It felt like Dante from The Divine Comedy just to get there. So after all the BS i figured we take the one thing promised to us… if need be by force… and that was to play our songs.
Wait a minute….I thought I was on a Quinten Tarrentino “Pulp Fiction” set!
I guess not..huh….?
Tu Sensible’
spot on…and very gentile on the electric black.
and after all of this i went with ANDREW ANDREW to another party, where things may have been just as, if not, weirder. So it actually was no folly of anyones except the night itself.