Hank Musgrove And The Mother Fucking Maniacs / The Weirding Way @ the Living Room Boxing Championships 2003
by GE 138
This isn't really a Show Review, per se, but more like a story about how me and Jesse & Roxie spent this interesting Saturday night. We were sitting 'round at home bored off our asses, and decided to check out the night's festivities at some Local house party. After grabbing some Pale Ales from Smith's we headed off to the party figuring we were fashionably late, but we were cool with that. We had to park like 4 blocks away from this place, and as we were walking up to the place there were tons of people just hanging out and partying near their cars and on the neighbors lawn and anywhere else that they wanted to. Nice. We got there and ran into so many people we knew and are friends with it's not even funny. The place was pumping. Hank told us he got beat up in the pit during The Weirding Way's set, and showed me his fresh anti-peanuts tattoo. lol Amanda picked my nose for me as I walked to the garage to get high with everybody else in there... anyone not smoking in the garage (like Brett & Roxie & Bryan) was getting a contact high, that’s for sure!
After that I went out and watched Hank Musgrove And The Mother Fucking Maniacs play and just fuck shit up... both Spencer and Hank were in prime form throwing furniture around and rushing into the crowd of people and just knocking them down left and right, forcing interaction between band / audience. Cool stuff. The band was fantastic and played a too short drunken drugged out set. After the regular guitarist / drummer left, our ex-singer Keil jumped back behind the drum kit and Patrick (Pulsar to his friends) got up and started SHREDDING some riffs on the guitar! Looked like he was having fun! I went back outside to people watch and talk. Besides the fact that Spencer kept annoying everyone by trying to get them inside, it was a great party. No Living Room Boxing Championship, though, but everybody had some interesting combinations they wanted to see wrestle (Me vs. Hank? WTF?) We left before the cops came and ended up grabbing some cheap eats from T.G.I. Friday's on the way home. Grub. A very nice Saturday night indeed.