Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Best Night Out in Brooklyn City

All right. Saturday night? Crazy. I had received word of a rock show for the ages, so I headed to Williamsburg with Mike to catch the excitement. Lexia and Lauren met up with us at the Sweetwater Bar & Grill (I can't say I recommend it). Here Lexia shows off her new camera/video phone.

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Then we headed over to North Six, which wasn't very crowded at all when we got there at 11.

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We totally missed the Alabama Black Snakes. Maybe it was for the best.

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This is Mike and me.

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I think there was a reason that I was pointing in this photo. But I don't remember.

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Do you remember the Arrested Development where they hire a publicist . . .

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. . . and she tells Buster to "Stay out of the spotlight"?

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The first important band of the evening was Hair Supply, the Tri-State Area's Greatest Heavy Metal Air Supply Tribute Band.

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At first I thought I didn't know any Air Supply songs.

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But then it turns out I recognized almost everything that they played.

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Their level of professionalism was astounding.

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I can't possibly think of something to say for each of these photos.

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And they had these backup singers/dancers that just kept raising and lowering their arms through the entire set.

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And they rocked and rocked and rocked . . .

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Until they were all done.

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And then it was time for the night's main attraction, Mr. Brownstone, a Guns N Roses tribute band of incredible exactitude.

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Also, the band was made up of members of established indie-rock outfits. For example, "Axl" was the drummer from Clap Your Hands Say Yeah.

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Unlike with Hair Supply, I was excited for Mr. Brownstone because I thought I knew lots of Guns N Roses songs.

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It turns out I only know a handful and for most of the show I was like "What song is this?"

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As the set began, a mass of frat boys appeared from nowhere and spread through the floor.

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The show featured many very ill-conceived stage dives where the diver jumped directly from the stage to the hard floor with the force of thunder and speed of lightning.

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And if you wanted to be pressed between sweaty, shirtless interns, the front of the stage was the place to be.

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Not only did the band perform GnR's trademark rock-outs, but they produced very authentic reproductions of the band's ballads, even (or should I say "especiall") November Rain.

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The crowd worked itself up into a real suspension-of-disbelief frenzy and as far as everyone knew we were either on the Sunset Strip in the mid-80s or in some enormous stadium in Eastern Europe in the early-90s.

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The band itself consumed a fairly rock n roll amount of alcohol during the performance, as you can see from the bottles at the front of the stage.

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Our little group slunk off to the side of the stage as the fratboy mass grew and grew.

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But Axl left no side of the stage under-performed to.

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Eventually the show became too amazing (and by "amazing" I also mean "LONG") to stand. With a sufficient notion of what sort of awesomeness Mr. Brownstone was about, Mike and I called it a night while Lexia and Lauren just couldn't stop rockin'.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ah, the Khans shirt! Only a select few can appreciate the awesomeness of such a fine piece of fashionwear. Remember: "If you haven't been to Khan's, ..."

-Ryan

Anonymous said...

Mike Lemmon looks hot in that striped shirt.

Lauren said...

Great night in Brooklyn City.

Lexia thought "Duff" Mc-Something, the skinny guy sans shirt, was dead sexy, but who knew kilts could be attractive?!?

For a good time, check out ol' Duff's other band -- Heather -- at www.heatherband.com. He's "Sebastian" in this one.

"We play like Zeppp-lin!"

Anonymous said...

Do you think Duff/Sebastion goes to church? I bet his Jack Daniels bottle was full of apple juice...No Brigham, I'm not in love with him and I don't want his sweet child to be mine.
Lex