A little levity is in order. I think I'm gonna hurt myself if I keep those long posts up ... Plus it's April Fool's Day, and an atheist holiday, apparently, and that's as good an excuse as any to feel like I deserve the day off to celebrate. So, a short interlude to mention the terrific show I saw last night out at the Wreck Room in "East Williamsburg" (aka Bushwick, don't tell my father ... heh). Super space, with pool tables and those awesome old tin ceiling tiles, though the mics were a little off, which was a shame. In any event, have taken up part-time groupie status for a friend's band, Mr. McGregor, self-described "trailer-punk-trio" (this is what working in publishing does to you ...). And when they're not being rowdy, they do a great backup for the equally wonderful Mouse (aka Susan Margolis), a petite alt-country/folk singer/cellist/bass player with an absolutely incredible voice. Got to see them all perform way-the-heck downtown a couple of weeks ago, the venue was not on top of things, so they got bumped back a few hours (from 8:30 to 1:30 ...), but I was definitely glad to have stuck around for it, if she was exhausted or rushed, it didn't show a bit. As for Mr. McGregor, they're a riot to watch, with a raw and bawdy Southern-Punk-Pop-Rock sound ... and they do a mean version of Heat Miser ...
On the heels of Mr. McGregor was Candy from Strangers a loud and fun band from San Francisco, though my first guess would have been LA, since the adorable and formidable lead singer Ruby Jordan reminded me of a cross between Exene Cervenka (formerly of X) and Johnette Napolitano (Concrete Blonde).Good stuff all around. Phew. That was easy ...
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