So the C&O crowd made for standing-room-only with a live band and an older crowd, while the young ‘uns at South Street mustered a few pints with many an empty bar seat? What the eff? I’ve heard tell of South Street’s Tuesday draw. What gives?
Generational war? (Fight! Stop spending our Social Security! We need beer money!)
Post-St. Patrick’s Day lull? (Perhaps, but blaming the Irish is like sooooo 1850.)
Slow night in the ‘ville by my account—minus the C&O; I’ve been hearing good things about the live music there. Keep it up! (And no knock on South Street; I blame lily-livered cVillains.)
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Forget voodoo tuesday doggy daddy, Thats like so yesterday! Best get with the hump day bump, baby!
I was at South Steet last night and it was completely dead. Best guess anyone I talked to had was the post-St. Patty’s Day lull. I can’t remember the last time it was that dead on a Tuesday.
The Outback rocked the Tuesday night with 4 bands. Being old and tired, I only managed to muster the energy to watch two: The Vamanos and…the second band. All were opening for Stabones. The other two bands opening were The Raquellos and Die Benny. The Vamanos have come a long way since their short gig as part of the Noble Savages showcase, back in December. Tight indie rock. A longer set allowed the ability to check out some very interesting guitar arrangements. An excellent opening. I’m going to presume (based upon the order in which posters listed the bands) that the second band was Die Benny (apologies if I’ve guessed wrong, guys). Shades of Beastie Boys, Green Day and even a little Bad Religion to the music. Excellent cover of a Foo Fighters song. Wish I’d had been a bit more open to staying out late on a school night. The two opening bands left me feeling a little wistful about leaving.
Special shout out to the excellent barkeep who (upon spotting a couple of newbies to the establishment) took it upon himself to introduce us around and make us feel incredibly welcome. Good music, fun people and friendly service. If you haven’t yet, give The Outback a try. With Satellite Ballroom’s days being numbered, we’re all going to need to start branching out.
the olivarez trio at c&0 on tuesday nights - fantastic. standing room only comes as no surprise, albeit there is little room to stand. or sit. hopefully they’ll play outside in the spring so more can enjoy. i really can’t say enough about their gypsyness. dudes can swing.
I was at South St. last night as well. The lack of fellow cvillains was troubling at first, but the ease of getting an Absolution from Dan and Kate was scrumbchulescent (sp?)! Hopefully that absence of characters was more hangover induced than an ominous trend towards a downward spiral of Tuesday night fun. Frankly, I couldn’t handle the latter!
South Street has absolution for sale? Why bother attending church?
/I’ll be having a beer and some absolution, thank you.
I think that possibly people have finally made the connection between their Tuesday night with South Street deliciousness Beer and the feeling in their head wednesday morning that I have come to know as
“where is the excedrin?” That place is great, the beer is great, but the next morning is tough. Also what the hell is up with that ugly Mural on the wall? Who painted that ugly thing? and then who has allowed it to stay on the wall for all this time?
even a little Bad Religion
First They Might Be Giants, now this. ThatGrrl: I think we might be music twins. Nice review of that OBL show!
God bless the Stabones, they are one of the most fun bands in town to go see. ThatGrrl you should come over to CvilleMuse and post music info! The dark side….
gratuitous link: http://cvillemuse.com/2008/03/19/some-crazy-sht/
What’s the craziest/most epic thing you’ve seen at a show in town?
@8 I flove (!!!) Bad Religion! Have never seen them live, though. Le sigh.
@9 That I can do. And off I go!
/brb. my bff jill.
Have never seen them live, though
They are great live. Kind of pale for Southern Californians (I had the same superficial reaction to NOFX, actually), but really really good.
Oh, they’re on my list, Stanley. Bad Religion needs to play DC on a weekend or Richmond at a time I’m not slammed at work. I’d be sooo there.
I saw Bad Religion in a high school gym round about 1983-4. Show roxxored my soxxors.
Of course almost every weekend from 80-84 I was here seeing some of the most amazing hardcore from all over the world. Link goes Crucifix (only us band on crass records, and nice guys who took a young punk under their wing).
The On Broadway. Ex-brothel turned punk club that changed my life and made me the cynical bastard I am today.
/saladdaysjack
Oooh! here’s a better view of how I spent my weekends
/will stop now.
Dammit. I want your old life, B’Yo. I missed all the good stuff!
Oh hell yeah. By far the best show I saw was Minor Threat. Good god! But seeing Social Distortion, Circle Jerks, DK, DRI, Seven Seconds, Exploited, GBH, Adolescents… just billions of bands. Almost everyone came through SF. Every show was like four dollars and there would be like seven bands. The openers were always bizarrely and very humorously horrendous (I remember seeing an opening act, “the nip drivers”, where the lead singer had just got back from surgery and was still semi anesthetized and in hospital robes). I had no idea what I was experiencing at the time, but it was ta hell of fun.
Crap. I was born on the wrong side of the country. I’m completely envious, but have also probably retained more of my hearing with fewer “dance” injuries. Even still, sad for all the bands I’ll never see. Lucky you, B’Yo.
whoa, you were into the Dead Kennedy’s and the Grateful Dead? my mind hurts.
@3
Thanks!
I evolved through many things. Punk rock was fun, but then corperate america bought it and began reselling to its creators. Then by chance an old neighborhood childhood friend (left) turned out to be a huge underground party promoter, so I kind of moved over to the club scene seeing as I could get in free and the clothes were just as weird. I dont think they called them “raves” yet. Then I went to school in Santa Barbara where there were no clubs of note, and ended starting a club in my head with psychedelics. Of course it wasn’t too long before that lead to the dead scene, and my old family hippy connections got me connected with the Hog Farm (who ran the mail order ticket office), and a school bus crew called “Laughin Jack” who did a lot of “Parking Lot Maintenance”, so once again it was infreenopay! Then I reproduced and went domestic for a decade. Then I moved here, went semi-domestic, went broke and took a gig dj’ing Now I am up to my armpits in fabulous gay disco again somehow. Its all perfectly logical once you’ve been dropped on your head.
/why am i telling my life story, are we all that bored?
hopefully west coast hardcore wasn’t as lame as east coast, as far as live shows went - went to a few shows at the old 9:30 and the Milestone in Charlotte, but while I love(d) Punk, punks tended to piss me off. Getting slammed/moshed tended to bring out my (thankfully behind me) violent side.
I was the guy from SLC Punk linkypoo in the polo shirt and normal haircut who punched pussys with mohawks and piercings.
/holy crap - that guy’s on How I Met Your Mother. That’s disturbing
SF was the coolest, coolest scene imaginable.
I only went to one show in LA (Hollywood Palladium). The Toy Dolls and Butthole Surfers and some other stuff. Happy, funny bands, right? But the crowd, damn. First I got beat up by a flock of skin head girls on the dance floor. The show was raided by a million police. Then I watch some punks practically kill a homeless man. Then cholos threw bottles at us on the way to the car. Then my friend drove his VW Thing at like 110mph all the way back to SB drunk. What a night! So many ways to die. Didn’t want no more of that, thanks.
I understand how the crowd can ruin stuff. DC had a pretty rollicking, if not self righteous (straightedge) scene did it not? I remember liking most bands that came from DC.
/”more than the x’s on my hands…”
Tonight you say, eh?
Milestone FTW - I played there in 2006 on tour and the graffiti on the wall was all original, with specific instructions not to deface. Guys who run it are cool as shit and the crowd was good - I suggest to any rock band to make it a stop.
I’ll admit that having read Rollins’ “Get In the Van,” I’d probably have been cowering in a back corner at a lot of gigs during that time period. But, oh, the stories I’d have to tell! If I lived.
why am i telling my life story
Shilling for your forthcoming memoir: The Life and Times of Belmont Yo: From Punks to Drunks with Hippie Crunk?
(Just kidding; sounds you’ve had a great ride!)
yeah, DC had a lot of folks who understood that punk wasn’t about ‘fashion’ or trying to be like fucking Johnny Rotten, it was about being pissed off. Period. If you weren’t pissed of, you weren’t a punk (fwiw, that’s why I say I used to be a punk, kinder gentler Oy and all that), and attention whore posers were one of the things that really pissed me off (”ooh, I’ve got a diaper pin through my nostril, I’m soooooo Punk. Hope mommy and daddy don’t notice the hole…”)
Minor Threat, Bad Brains and Henry Rollins were the best of DC punk - linkypoo video shows both the best and worst of hardcore at the same time
Bad Brains! Yes!
ugh - I’m reliving the fury most punks engendered via that video. I especially hated those mohawked cum rags who looked like they were trying to remove their butt-plugs through vigorous goose-stepping….
oh yeah, didn’t answer your question - don’t really remember a lot of “straight edge” (we drank alcohol and smoked the occasional doob); there was a large anti-drug sentiment, but I always “felt” that was more of an anti-hippie backlash than anything else…
@26
you said it oy, the harDCore scene was the shiz for dis-enfranchised kids on both sides of the color line in DC. there were so many things to be pissed off about, and some damn fine music came out of it. i always thought it was funny that the guys in Minor Threat and Bad Brains didn’t dress like the people in the audience. that was my first indication that the music was more important than the look.
On the straight-edge thing, I was getting into punk in Richmond just as it was winding down. The H804 kids were pretty violent and dogmatic about drugs and alcohol. I heard stories of them going up to kids at shows and trying to bum cigarettes, and if you bummed them one, they’d punch you in the face. No idea if that’s true, but it was widely rumored.
Violent things I remember seeing:
-Kid get hit in the back of the head with a skateboard, truck-side to his skull. Ouch.
-Kid get thrown out the door of Twisters (RIP), head first into a parking meter. Ouch.
Damn. Twisters. I’d fogotten all about that place. Saw a totally rockin’ gig by Man or Astroman, there. Saw plenty else, but that one really stood out.
so this is the corner where the cool kids hang out i see.
shhhhhhh, Shenanigan’s is here.
oh hey! are you guys talking about bluegrass? i love bluegrass. got any smokes?
dude, don’t get crazy - us punks might’ve cracked some skulls in the day, but we ain’t near crazy enough to be bluegrassholes! Don’t be hatin’
shhh…just be quiet and he’ll stop talking about bluegrass and go away….
good call
Here parlie, fetch! linkypoo
or you can toss his Avett Bros cd in the pool (i did that once)
can he swim? Yes? Kinda defeats the purpose, no?
I know this is almost off-topic, back to the original post, but I was at South Street last night. Waited half an hour for a table. I guess that’s probably a short wait for Tuesday, but I wouldn’t call it “dead”. I don’t know many ‘villians, though, so I couldn’t say if any were there. Beer was first rate, as usual. El Jefe tasted especially good. Doesn’t cause ill effects if you just drink 2 or 3, either.
41: Interesting, brutus. I’m presuming you were there earlier, as I showed up around 11:30 to a fairly desolate scene. I’m glad they at least seemed to have had an early rush, even if it petered out earlier than usual.