Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Best Wait, I Forgot . . .

One thing that was great about the Wavves show was during their last song when they just shredded into oblivion and the singer/guitarist bro dove into the audience with his guitar and then all the other bros who had come up onto stage stagedove ontop of him in one big stagediving pile up. When the singer/guitarist bro was back on stage the bassist was lying on his back, holding his flying-v bass up in the air, kicking it, so singer/guitarist bro went over and poured his beer all over him. In these moments the obnoxiousness worked for me. Maybe it was because I had wisely finally retreated to the rear of the club?

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