1. There is no excuse for lame, confusing stage banter. Examples from last night:
-"Have any of you guys seen us tonight?" (Muffled rumblings.) "Good to have some new people out." (I assumed he meant: "Have any of you guys seen us before?)
- "It seems like people in the world have lost sight of (gestures to his band) what what we're doing here." (I assumed he meant rock music? Real music? Live music? I didn't have too much energy to analyze, I was still thinking about the shoes Ramielle Maulbay wore on American Idol earlier in the evening—so cute!)
2. The Basement now serves absinthe—Geoff will even light a sugar cube on fire. Terrible local bands rejoice!
3. People get really surprised when you tell them that you hated Little Miss Sunshine. (It sucked! The characters were unbelievable! No one cared when the grandfather died!) Fortunately, the post-set, eavesdropping lead singer of Wild Sweet Orange interjected and came to my defense. It almost redeemed the terrible banter...almost.