lie to me and tell me everything will be alright

yeah, so the concert was most amazingly excellent last night. the House of Blues on Sunset has to be one of the greatest small venue concert, um, venues ever. but they're not hiring so don't ask (i did). there was one thing i kinda noticed. actually, there were a couple things i kinda noticed. and they are as follows in no particular order aside from that which i remember them:

bathroom attendants maybe it's just me, but i feel a little uncomfortable peeing with some old guy on a stool staring at me. it's like no matter how hard i try, i keep turning my back and squeezing as close to the urinal as possible so this old dude can't get a peek at my junk. it's like michael jackson's dream job. he gets to watch you pee, gives you a towel when you wash your hands, talks to you the whole time like he's some uncle you see all the time, and then you're supposed to give the guy a tip? honestly....thanks man, but i can probably pull a paper towel out of the dispenser faster than i can avoid any long drawn out conversations with you.

the shot girls every bar has them. any good bar does anyway. and they're usually amazingly hot. or it's just LA. i haven't decided yet. but there's always that one who's not quite up to par with the rest of the shot girls. you know who i'm talking about. she's the affirmative action for ugly girls. she's the one the bar hires so they don't get sued for only hiring cookie cutter blondes with larger than necessary chests-eses and tighter than necessary clothes-eses. anyway, the concert tonight was sponsored by Jim Beam and so they had to give out t-shirts. in ten minutes the shirts were gone and the girls were done for the night. ten measely minutes. life's almost fair, huh?

brown and those damn trucker hats if anyone out there is wondering what it takes to fit in, all you need is a "cool" "retro" trucker hat (bonus points if it has a Von Dutch patch on it) and wear some kind of brown shirt. any kind of brown shirt...doesn't matter. in fact, the uglier and more worn the shirt is, the better. who the hell is in charge of deciding who gets to set trends nowadays? i want names. they're on Santa's never-fuckin'-getting-presents-ever-again-in-their-godforsaken-lives list.

white guys who play bass they shouldn't. they just shouldn't. it's not allowed. while arnold is busy repealing car taxes and passing new bills through the state government he should ban all bands from having a white bass player. they have absolutely no rhythm, they all look like they're from Nebraska, and just DON'T BELONG ANYWHERE NEAR THE FRONT OF THE STAGE!!!!1111111111 chicanos, latinos, african-americans, mulattos, puerto ricans, indians, asians....these are all acceptable ethnicities for any bass player to have. being white is not one of them!

overall i would have to say it was a most excellent concert. from high atop my perch in the upper balcony where i could spy on all the insane high school kids who think they are all different because they all wear the same punk clothes with chains and spikey hair being the disassociated youths of America that they are, i would venture to say that this Zebrahead/The Silence/Recess concerts was one of the best concerts i have ever attended. top five even. the best coincidentally being the last time i saw Zebrahead in concert...with Goldfinger, Reel Big Fish, Homegrown, and RX Panic in 2000.

and i'm spent. a guy's gotta sleep ya know. especially a guy who has to be at work in five hours.
- posted by yeah...about that... @ 12:31 AM