by GE 138
Hmmm...it's always funny looking back at my notes when I'm sober. I'm sure they made a lot of sense when I was drunk off my ass scribbling them down, but in the sober light of the next day it all seems like psycho-babble to me. Doubles all night... Internet Radio... The Van... Pitt... Arizona Charlies grub... Brown beer from Eureka... LOUD... animals. So there ya go! That's my Show Review of the Midnight Evils! Heh heh heh...
But seriously, I have no idea why some bands can draw people like shit draws flies and why some other bands can't, but in a way I'm kinda glad that NO ONE, and I repeat, NO ONE, was at the Cooler Lounge to see the Midnight Evils... even the people who were supposed to be there flaked out (Hank) but oh well. Their loss. I had such a great time when we played with them a few months ago at Café Roma that there was no way I was gonna miss their return performance to our fair city! So us Loud Pipes got to the Cooler at like 11, with our pal Rick from the Dirty Babies in tow, and we walk into the place and there's nobody there... literally. Fuck. I saw Curan (bass) and Jesse (drums) sitting at the bar and quickly sat down next to them and ordered up a round of drinks. I was talking to them and Steve (guitar) about the Tour they were on and how things were going and all that. They were super happy that we came out to see them play, and since the opening band didn't even bother to show up, it was basically up to the Midnight Evils to provide the night's entertainment, which wasn't a bad thing at all! So after finishing a few rounds, we decided to go out to the van to continue our proud tradition of getting really high before they play, and after a phone call and a short wait we had more than enough weed to get everyone in the Cooler Lounge high as fuck... twice! I never saw the Midnight Evils picture of our last session in the van... but to the left is the only picture I took that came out. Go figure!
So after we were all somewhere on the moon, we stumbled in to drink some more and to get ready for the Midnight Evils to blow the roof off of the place! Fuck Yeah! Me and Rick and Pitt took our positions right in front of the stage like the fan boys that we are, the band set up their equipment and after a bit they just ripped through an amazing set of some kick ass Rock and fucking Roll. It was beautiful to hear and watch. Their songs are soooo good! I can't believe that their drummer Jesse writes the majority of their material... the man is a drumming machine! Pitt kept calling him Rat Scabies, which is so true... they have very similar drumming styles indeed.
The Midnight Evils come from Minnesota, but you'd never know it by the Rock and Roll machine that they are... I mean, they are signed to Estrus for Christ's sake! I'm sure I'm not the first person trying to do a Show Review on the Midnight Evils who was too drunk to remember what songs they played... although I do remember them dedicating ZZ Top’s Thunderbird to me (Get High/Everybody Get High). God I love this band!! It was so fucking cool to just stand there and watch them rip through some high octane Punk Rock and Roll... and I think it was somebody's Birthday tonight as well... which just gave us more reasons to be drunk and happy... and there were no hassles in getting any drinks either! And man, were we drinking like fish... lol. Boozing it up and rocking out to every kick ass song the band was playing... and they were playing them all for us and only us... all 5 of us there! I was in Heaven! After the Midnight Evils finished up their set, we headed straight to the bar and started downing double shots of Jack Daniel's and double shots of Jagermeister (double shots of tequila for Tony)... and I bought some merch from the band to help them out. At first they weren't gonna take my money, but I know that bands depend on merch money when they're out touring, so I pretty much forced them to take the money from me. And then we sat around and bullshitted... went outside and smoked waaaaaay too much weed... drank some more pitchers of Newcastle and even more shots of alcohol... we were all pretty blitzed out of our skulls when someone decided to go to Arizona Charlies for breakfast. I have no idea why but it seemed like a good idea at the time. So we went there... ordered a shit load of food (my part alone was $60! But I was buying all sorts of people grub)... made drunken asses out of our selves in public... Pitt and I ate some really shitty steak sandwiches... and that was that. We said our good byes to the Midnight Evils in the parking lot and went our separate ways. They told us that we'll get treated like royalty once we get to Minnesota... now the real question is WHEN? lol Great fucking time with the Midnight Evils... and sorry that I missed your shout out to us on the radio!