It's 10:45 and I just got to work.
Last night I went to Schubas to see Love as Laughter and Mazarin. There were only 14 other people at the show, half of whom were in the bands. I found a table and drew some rabbits. A few seats down was a WOO guy (you know, the kind of guy who has to yell WOOOOO loudly after every song, even the quiet ones). Woo Guy slid over and started complimenting my bunny drawings. I had to 'splain to him that the four hares were New Wave Bunny, Punk Bunny, Riot Girl Bunny, and Mod Bunny. That's when he got a funny look on his face and returned to his seat for more WOO.
On the way to the water closet, I saw Jonathan Mahalak, who is a FOM (Friend of Maysan). We've e-mailed each other here and there, but we'd never met. He writes music pieces for New City, and I was excited to finally meet a FOM/e-mail chum... but apparently he knew people at the show, and I returned to my seat alone.
On the way out, I ran into John Dugan. I keep running into him randomly. We talked about writing, our similarly named cats, his girlfriend, and parties. I gave him the bunny drawings and proceeded to walk home.
Oh yeah: Mazarin was such a disappointment! The vocals were too quiet, and the rhythm guitarist was trying in vain to do loud droney feedback a la "You Made Me Realise." Guess they're one of those bands who are better on record than on stage.
Last night I went to Schubas to see Love as Laughter and Mazarin. There were only 14 other people at the show, half of whom were in the bands. I found a table and drew some rabbits. A few seats down was a WOO guy (you know, the kind of guy who has to yell WOOOOO loudly after every song, even the quiet ones). Woo Guy slid over and started complimenting my bunny drawings. I had to 'splain to him that the four hares were New Wave Bunny, Punk Bunny, Riot Girl Bunny, and Mod Bunny. That's when he got a funny look on his face and returned to his seat for more WOO.
On the way to the water closet, I saw Jonathan Mahalak, who is a FOM (Friend of Maysan). We've e-mailed each other here and there, but we'd never met. He writes music pieces for New City, and I was excited to finally meet a FOM/e-mail chum... but apparently he knew people at the show, and I returned to my seat alone.
On the way out, I ran into John Dugan. I keep running into him randomly. We talked about writing, our similarly named cats, his girlfriend, and parties. I gave him the bunny drawings and proceeded to walk home.
Oh yeah: Mazarin was such a disappointment! The vocals were too quiet, and the rhythm guitarist was trying in vain to do loud droney feedback a la "You Made Me Realise." Guess they're one of those bands who are better on record than on stage.
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