TMP @ the Hole, 9/16; Katrina Benefit @ Beerland, 9/18 


Licking the carpets.  

One thing you can say about the impact of the smoking ban, it really lets you soak up all the other smells you've been missing from dank bars. Never has the pungent aroma of stale beer and urine been as palpable at the Hole as when I visited last Friday to see the Meat Purvs do their thing. The Hole even manufactured a concrete smokatorium for their customers so inclined. But front near the stage was where the action was as the Purveyors ploughed through a familiar yet highly enjoyable set - with maybe one new song? I'm not sure. Cherilyn fetched drinks during "Car Crash" - and Jo drank a vodka tonic. What is this? Maybe they lost the Maker's Mark sponsorship gig? Maybe an "Absolut Purveyor" ad will grace the back cover of Bassmaster?

Two days later, I caught a bit of a hurricane benefit at Beerland - for $5 all the rock and/or roll you could handle. I missed what was related to me as a most groovy set by Mandible (who I saw a 710 a while back and liked), listened to an amped up pub rockish set by a group of talented gentlemen whose names escape me, and, of course, The Casting Couch. I'm happy that the guitar player looked happy with the Zeppelin insertion.

As I helped Julie haul the gear away, I notice the flow of folks out of Stubbs - ah yes, that is what a Molotov crowd looks like. I dig Molotov, but, of course, I'm not married to their bass player.

Sorry, no pics, no sound.  

Posted: Mon - September 19, 2005 at 07:49 PM           |

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