adventures of a psychopathic magnet

I'm Your Pawn Shoppe Lover

Nothing will spruce up your monday night like a phone call from the nice folks at Twist and Shout.
"Hi, Lauren? We have it that you registered for free tickets to the Donna's/Von Bondies show....um....it's tonight. Do you still want to go?" I am 5 for 5 in twist and shout drawings baby! Whoo hoo!
Call Rach.
"what are you up to tonight?"
"Going to the preview of Bridget Jones."
"Fuck that! You should come to the Von Bondies show with me, i have free tickets!" (mental whoo hoo!)
"I'm not up for it tonight" Laaaaame!
Find Dave. Dave agrees to go if we don't stay for the donnas, deal! Didn't want to see them anyway.
Off to Twist and Shout to pick up the tickets then off to the Gothic. We arrive at the Gothic 30 minutes before doors, so we lay in the car, which was convieniantly parked less then half a block from the door. It was just my night. Dave calls all his friends who have been braging and such about coming to this show for sometime. None of them are coming. We lay in the car discussing our lame friends.
Doors finally open. We leave the car and find ourselves some nice stools in the balcony close to the stage.
The first band, sneaker 2 bomb, was loads of fun. They weren't good per se, but what the lacked for in skill they made up in entertainment. The bassist, who was awesome, seemed to be completely clueless as to what kind of music his band played. He was too into his own thing, jumping, spinning, thrashing. He was our first hero of the night. The singer, who was kinda cute, was doing his own dance (?) then for the last song whipped out a violin. I don't think anyone was expecting that.
Second band, Starlite Desperation, comes on. The singer kinda freaky. Always sings up, likes to stand like a flamingo. But it was the drummer who stole the show. He wanted to stand and drum. He wanted to do the robot and drum, and when the bass broke and the rest of the band was trying to find a loner bass from the donnas or the von bondies, he turned his drum kit into his own little barca lounger. Dave and I felt bad for spending so much of the pre show time making jokes about how crap their name was, and that by default, they would be crap too.
Von Bondies time! Whoo hoo! They came out to the sounds of Ms. Nancy Sinatra singing "Bang Bang" then danced, sang, rocked and yelled for the rest of the set. It was a mighty good time.
Oh, and I didn't mention some of the more suprising things about the audience. The theater was only about a third full, but it is a monday, so i'll let it slide. Second, people under the age of 30 were in the minority. There were more receeding hairlines and bald spots there then any other show I have ever been to. And the last and most suprising, not a single concert virgin! Not one! No screeching, no shouting the lyrics when it is completely uncalled for. It was amazing!
And now, for the second time in 4 days, I smell strongly of cigarettes, there is a slight ringing in my ears, and i have the post concert buzz, but must try to go to sleep seeing how i have school and work tomorrow. Even if I am exhausted tomorrow, it totally would have been worth it.

posted by lulu @ 11:03 PM