The shows were great, with a third tonight. I'm not going tonight,
because I think I might just wind up hurting someone. The tone of
last night's show was a little more calculated on the Mouse's part, a
little more juvenile on the audience's part and although still a good
set, a little blah. Not to mention that I was sooper shell-shocky
last night, running into ghosts from about every room in my past.
Sunday, however, Modest Mouse fucking rocked the house. Or so I
thought. But, also, I was drinking (drunk?) and at the front of the
stage in front of Isaac. I talked to him a couple times, and I just
have to say this:
1) Isaac, in my opinion, is getting noticeable less unattractive.
in fact, even if he describes himself as monkey-shaped, and even if i
have a long and obvious history of crushing on lead singers, i was
digging him.
2) Oh my god, the lisp. On my friend Jeff's request, I asked Isaac
if he liked Lou Reed and I AM NOT KIDDING, the Monkey Boy replied:
"Uh, yeah, I mean, I think he hath thome good thongth and thome bad
thongth." Little hearts kinda bugged out of my eyes when he said
that. I am such a sucker for a well-placed speech impediment. I
mean, I like limps, too, but not if they're all phony. Scars, a
little bit, too.
3) I was close enough that I could ask questions without having to
yell. This came in handy when he did a little smart alecky speech
and I asked: "Why are you so sarcastic? Why are you so cynical?"
Until he answered me, "Aw, I'm just kidding around." So was I.
Maybe he didn't catch the happiness in my voice.
4) Tried tried tried to figure out what the FUCK he's yelling about
in the end of Neverending Math Equation. Does anyone know? Please?
Last night was even harder, even though i was sober. He kept
singing: "Well, he said he said he said he said. He said He said He
Said He said..." which didn't help my quest for those lyrics.
5) Jeremiah is ripping drummer! He holds back on records, or is
held back. But he's good. Oh yeah, and I like how MM used to be a
three piece but is now a five piece, and the other doods are
invisible. Weird.
6) Why am I numbering still? This is dumb. Oh, this girl who gave
me a nasty case of the guff during Califone later was thrown out of
the show for getting into a fight. It took two bouncers to drag one
screaming and fighting girl out of the club. She was not big. Drunk
makes you taller, I think. Last night, there were Three Slutty
Chicks on E, sitting on the stage, who were great fun to watch.
7) I'm glad I voted for Morgan on the Cute Girls List. She's just
as adorable in person. And, likewise for Mr. Taylor Antrim, who
reminds me that he's been on the list for YEARS. He's adorable, too,
even if he likes Bratmobile. Those are the only listers I saw. Who
else was there?
i love yew (trees),
kate
p.s. hahaha, to leigh channeling the Chipmunks through Modest Mouse.
that was leigh, wasn't it? That's like when I taped an hour and
half conversation with Cat Power before realizing that it didn't
tape. You try rebuilding Chan Marshall's non-sequitors (sp?) from
memory. It's hard.
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