A Great Mosh and a Funny Story
Last night at the ShowBox SoDo I finally got to check out a live show by a band I've listened to for many years, Taking Back Sunday.
It was a little worrisome watching all the misspent youth in line and then they only had the railing for the beer section on the small setting. But it turns out it didn't matter to me at all.
The opener was Envy on the Coast who I'd never heard of before. They were definitely an opening band. They had a good presence but no consistency in the music. More experience maybe?
Anberlin played a great set before TBS came on. I've seen them before and they brought a fabulous energy. And since they played a lot, all these weak Seattle moshers couldn't stand the heat so they had to bounce out of the pit early leaving plenty of wriggle room which I immediately ransacked.
It was one of those really ludicrously hot pits that's just rank armpits, swinging elbows, flinging sweat drops, ninja farts, and the collective shouting of choruses in each others faces, mixed at 120 degrees and sprayed occassionally by water from the bouncers on the rail.
The wonderful diversity of my circle of friends was further reinforced last night when I enjoyed a little misunderstanding. My friend was having work done on her car and so I asked "How's the tranny in your car? Did everything turn out okay?" to which she responded "Nikki is great, his boobs turned out fabulous!".
Yes, I know I should have been more specific.
Afterwards I met up with a different group to wish @rnjurk a Happy Birthday. Who knew she had hot friends? And why has she been hiding them?
To cap off the night, I got to watch the indomitable Berkies doing the shuffle.
Mi Vida Loca.
