Skate Or Die - Teenage Bottlerocket

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Holy shit balls were Teenage Bottlerocket amazing last night. I stood there in bliss and bewilderment, stunned stupid by the sheer musical brilliance being displayed on stage. I couldn't tell you what song they opened up with, and I couldn't tell you for sure just exactly what songs were played, only because they came at such a rapid fire pace, one melding right into the other, only being offset by the occasional sampled dialogue from some classic cult cinema film, or with the band themselves playing a minute or so of some Ramones or Turbonegro cover. When they played Ice Age by Joy Division, my heart melted!! <3 It sounded sooooooooo good, and I thought some of the Poseurs in the audience would appreciate that particular cover being played at this particular venue but alas, nobody got it, and I was the only one singing along to the song. Le Sigh.


The crowd at the Beauty Bar was definitely not a Punk Rock crowd, although there were a few in the audience, and nor were they there to see any of the bands playing. It seemed more like they were just there for nickel beer night and to checkout some bands they knew nothing about. The turnout was a bit pathetic, the Reggae being played beforehand totally killed the mood, and what was up with that damn construction work going on while The Copyrights played? I mean, it was cool because that band sucked ass, and the sounds of the jackhammer pretty much drowned out the sound of the band to anyone standing near the chain link fence, but it was funny watching the clowns from that other 'Punk' website in town fawning and falling all over that band like they were the 3rd reincarnation of Jawbreaker or something, but otherwise, pretty shitty move to pull on an opening band. And that, among other reasons, is why the Beauty Bar blows... hahaha We didn't even stick around to watch The Queers play, because they were so embarrassing in their shitty playing and craptacular performance that I literally stood there with my jaw hitting the floor. The drummer fucked up the first 2 songs played, including You're Tripping, one of my fave songs by the Queers, and when I say fucked up, I don't mean missing a drum roll here or there or speeding up / slowing down, which he was doing for every song played, BTW, no, I mean he fucked up by like, completely stopping the song or just flopping his way through without a clue as to where the changes were or when the songs started or ended. It was majorly embarrassing, and I couldn't stay around to witness this perplexing display of musical mortification, so I snapped off a few pictures of Joe Queer for posterity's sake and then hit the merch table for some Teenage Bottlerocket vinyl that I didn't already have, plus a shirt that Jeremy and I will be sharing, so if you see us sporting the same shirt, don't laugh too hard, OK? LOL, and then I headed Home. It was a super, fun, drunk night. Thanks to Jeremy for being my best bud, Skater Bob for hanging out and being annoying, Karl and Bethany for the fantastic companionship and snarky commentary, Catasco for the always appreciated photo tips, Xtal for looking CAF, Mike for rocking out right next to me, and big Thanx to that kid who was smoking my weed and buying me pints of Newcastle over and over... LOL Such a great gig. Shame you missed out on it. ;-)

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