Hard to believe it's Thursday night already.
Elle Macho kick off their three-week tour of, uh, Nashville at 12th & Porter. They'll be Elle Mod-cho tonight as they go-go with Britt Savage and Twang Deluxe, Million Sellers & Music City Burlesque. This show allegedly starts at 8 p.m. More info at nashvillemodnight.com. I suppose this raises the eternal question of how many times is too many when playing your home town. Five shows in three weeks is a lot to ask of your fans/frenemies/drinking pals, but sometimes playing out is about sharpening your game more than anything. Or getting a lot of footage of your band. But sometimes it's not.
Incidentally, David Mead looks sort of like a cross between Eraserhead and Morissey in this photo. Which I suppose means he looks like David Lynch.
Also tonight, Dave Cloud's newest project, Cavalcade of Cock, will dry hump your mind and perhaps not stop there. The Cloud cult congregates at Springwater. Also also tonight, Marj and Gnarwhal at The End, the Holly House Revue at The Basement and the reefer madmen themselves, Cheech y Chong, at The Ryman. What's it going to be?
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surely the use of 'tour' is tongue-in-cheek....right?....surely.
i think they should change their name to "hell nachos". that sounds like something i could get into
CoC is just Dave and the keyboardist whose name I am unable to drop. Over a cup of coffee yesterday, Raber said it should be pretty entertaining.
okay, so who was the keyboardist, now that the show happened? We certainly didn't recognize him as anyone to be secretive about.
I was unable to drop it literally because I didn't know his name. Il s'appelle Joseph. You'll have to find out his last name on your own because I forgot that too. Not a great turn out, but I'm glad I could kick back and relax.
Larry Mell- Obviously it's tongue and cheek.
Prevost- Jesus Christ you are an idiot.
You can't tour one city!!! That's just impossible. It'd be like taking an expedition to your living room. Someone needs to tell these guys.
Does anyone recognize irony anymore?
When a band many Nashvillians are unfamiliar with books five shows in two weeks in one city and calls it a tour (it's on the flyer, after all), those Nashvillians are likely to miss the irony since they haven't been let in on the finer points of the "tour".
The impersonal nature of the internet exaggerates misunderstanding (look no further than Nashville Cream!) so no, Joey, nobody recognizes irony anymore.