belated concert review
01.15.03 @ 11:41 p.m.
Harry Potter on June 21!!!!
My excitement knows no bounds. I should be out of school by then. Hurrah! Too bad no Ken in this one, but Alan Rickman is very nice as well. I just love the sleeves on his Snape costume. They kind of bell out a little over his hands. What can I say, Rickman as Col. Brandon in Sense and Sensibility makes him the romantic hero in my mind. And I'm a Galaxy Quest fan, heh heh.
I really really ought to go and work on my homework.. I still have quite a bit of Machiavelli left to read even if I have read large chunks of it before. Blah. And I was jumping the gun in some of my enthusiam; I thought tomorrow was Who and Yardbirds day, but it is in fact the following Thursday that is devoted to the Who and the Yardbirds. I was excited to see the Kingsmen and Louie, Louie talked about in my textbook. "Why?" you ask yourself... Well, at the KISN the Summer Goodbye concert last September, I had the pleasure of seeing them play both on their own and backing up Marilee Rush. They are so cool! (Here's a funny thing... I was going to link to wherever I wrote about the concert in here but a ha ha ha, I never really wrote a review. Suffice it to say that I'm still slightly inclined to think that, in the words of Martha, "Tommy James is a dick!") And they're local... they're from Oregon and the general Portland area. Paul Revere and the Raiders are also a NW band and sometimes they still play around here, though I think minus Mark Lindsey. I've also had the distinct pleasure of listening to Johnny Rivers himself sing Memphis, Tennessee and a whole bunch of other songs that I frankly can't remember right now.
Okay, here's what I wrote to SYMK back then:
I just got back from a concert, oh, an hour ago. It
was pretty good, except I am highly disappointed by
Tommy James. I happened to be sitting behind a guy
who looked a bit like Danny Bonaduce. He is a MEGA
Monkees fan. He named his son Davy. Seriously. I
was wearing my 2002 Monkeemania shirt and he asked me
about it, and we talked on and off throughout the
shows. First there was a really horrid cover band
called the Touchables, who tried to give away their
t-shirts to girls so it would say "The Touchables"
right across their chests. Creepy old men. They
tried too hard to be the Beatles and to my horror, did
a miserable cover of I'm a Believer by our beloved
Monkees. Then there was a decent cover band called
Billy Scene and the Kooltones. They had screaming
groupies and a guy who sat behind us and whistled
really loudly in our ears. Grrr. That man invited
the mocking that Martha and I whispered to each other.
Then... THE KINGSMEN, of Louie Louie fame. They're
locals, too, so they got a fantastic reception. They
were the most fun band there. MARILEE RUSH sang her
one hit Angel of the Morning with the Kingsmen, and
she was freaking hilarious. Talked about how Angel
was a song about girls doing 'married things' before
they were married (and made a crack about 'cooking
dinner, picking up socks, you know') and how thousands
of boyfriends went out and bought the single to say to
their girlfriends that this girl had it right.
Heehee. And she shows dogs in the area, so I could go
to the Old English Sheepdogs and maybe see Marilee
Rush showing her dog! How cool is that? The Kingsmen
were like a bandful of cool uncles or something. Then
JOHNNY RIVERS, which was really cool. He did some
stuff I could've done without, but he played Secret
Agent Man, Mountain of Love, Memphis Tennessee, Baby I
Need Your Lovin', and The Poor Side of Town. Cooler
than cool to hear these from the man himself. And we
had good seats. TOMMY JAMES AND THE SHONDELLS were
kind of a ripoff. They only played a few major hits,
did a ten minute long version of Mony Mony where Tommy
went into the front part of the audience and a parkful
of people were left wondering what the hell he was
doing. He stopped 15 minutes short of his advertised
set time. AND to top it all off, he said he'd only
sign stuff bought then and there. I enjoyed most of
the concert but at the end I was just angry at him.
So were my concert companions. *sigh* And I liked
Tommy James so much. *growl growl*
So that's that. Oh, and the mocking I speak of is that there were two men who were annoying us and we referred to them as 'jackass' and 'whistling jackass'. Ha. Good times.
ALSO-If Liz and Sten have not gotten the messages I just left them and happen to read this: Liz, your guestbook is leaving entries in Sten's. I have just left her two cryptic messages, one about Abbey Road, and one expressing my Harry Potter related joy.
Previously
fuck it @ 08.01.05
fanciful imaginary sea voyages to come @ 07.20.05
*dies* @ 07.19.05
more ootp @ 07.17.05
harry potter: driving our children into devil worship @ 07.17.05
