Is Thursday not the best day of the week? Seriously...Fridays and Saturdays are for every rookie in town...but Thursday...that's when the pros are out.
My night started at TNT. I made sure to get there relatively early because I didn't wanna deal with the clusterf*ck that it was the last time I came when the bands were on the back patio of the new wing of the museum. I was pleased to see Swim Party setting up back in front of the old wing on the patio. Sorry to say I didn't see any are, but I certainly had a good time watching the bands and the standup comics (Mal and Erik). Oh yeah, and the cocktails. Thanks for the drink tickets Larry and Andrea.
Before the show started, I had the chance to chat with Derek Rast of Kite Flying Society, or as we lovingly call him, "The Quarterback" (think "Popular" by Nada Surf). It was made abundantly clear to me that I have not posted specifically about Derek in the past and it is about time I had. Seriously ladies, pink jacket and all, Derek is haitch oh triple freakin tee and the dude is single. I mean, come on, look at that jawline.
And that redeye I had to correct? That's because those light eyes can't handle the flash. But come on. Do they get any cuter? The dude wore a tuxedo to the music awards. And had a bouttonniere! And by the way, did I mention his skills on the glockenspiel? Dude is on fire... get your hands on him. I told him I was going to write, "he won't f*** me, but he might f*** you" and then he said, "I might f*** you." This dude is a giver, fo sho.
Anyway, I had a great time at TNT and seeing as pretty much everyone I know was there, I know you all did, too. The kids were dancing to Swim Party and having a ball. (The one with the Swim Party sticker on his back is the nephew of Alex, the bassist of SP)
Kasey and Andrea were out, too. Oh, and 91X was there with coupons for free go-go taquitos, big gulps, and 1/4 pound big bite hot dogs...Kasey piled a dog up with all the fixins, including massive amounts of jalapeños. Hope they're treating him ok today.
Oh, yeah...and Swim Party rocked it. Before the show, a couple guys went around collecting anonymous notes that had people's secrets and confessions on them. During the show, they were projected behind the band. Like PostSecret, there is something liberating and cathartic in revealing secrets, still I was surprised how many people admitted shitting themselves. Weird. I also liked the cheating ones. As a guy walked by holding his girlfriend's hand, she asked, "So where's you wife tonight?" to which he replied, "She just got off work and is at home," and I kinda figured I knew their secret.
Kite Flying Society keeps playing the new material so a release is cleary imminent. I can't wait. They are so humble, they'd probably never tell you, but they've been invited to Athens Popfest 2007 (as have other locals Red Pony Clock), so yay for them. They've also found a replacement bassist who played last night.
Anyway, it was a good time but as soon as it started, the night was already over. My friend and I hopped on the trolley to 6th Avenue to make it to the House of Blues for Thao Nguyen and the Get Down Stand Down. It was supposed to be a sidestage show, but ended up being in Salvation Alley, probably because HoB didn't advertise the show at all. We walked in as she played "Feet Asleep" so I was happy, though she only played a few songs after that. We all know by now that I'm partial to male vocalists, so when there is a chick that I do like that I think rocks, it should convey to you that she is really good. Hand claps and all.
This was the only promotion the show got, so the half dozen of us were there but it was gooood...
After the show, my friend and I headed back to Kensington and made our way to the Ken Club to polish off the evening. It was a good night, especially evident by the fact that my only "set in stone" plan for Friday is to take a long, long nap.