In a couple of hours I’m going to be seeing Viva Voce at some VIP party thing, but I want to write a little update before I nom nom on some Burgerville and proceed to rock out yet again.
First off, if you aren’t following me on Twitter and want to hear me geek out on a more live basis, I suggest you do so. I’ve been taking the Worst Photos Ever with my cameraphone[1. I need to get a BlackBerry, srsly.] and posting them on TwitPic, as well as short bursts of textual energy, such as “THERMALS FUCKKKKK YEAH,” etc.
Anyway, long story short, last night was the best night of MFNW and probably will be the best night MFNW. All four bands that I saw were awesome, and the sushi that I ate beforehand was awesome, and the nap I took after work but before the shows was awesome. Everything = awesome.
Seeing the Long Winters play again was especially spectacular. John Roderick has long hair and a mustache and a missing front tooth. He’s great. The band was as tight and energetic as ever, and the between songs banter was hilarious. For some stupid reason Berbati’s wasn’t as packed as it should be — I blame it on John’s lack of releasing an album or touring for the past year or so. That’s okay though, cause the ones who were there were pretty hardcore fans.
I shouldn’t go into details because I’m going to do that after MFNW. You all should check out the Prids, Explode into Colors[2. Dear girl who plays the melodica: marry me? Love, Josh.], The Long Fucking Winters, and, of course, the Thermals, who played a VIP after party at BodyVox dance studio, with a big long rehearsal mirror behind them, effectively rocking all of our testicles off. Yes, even the ladies. The ladies grew testicles and then they fell off, it was so rocking. We’re all eunuchs now.
