| Unintelligent design ( @ 2006-06-19 12:21:00 |
Nursing Wounds
The outings continued this weekend, but I caught up on some sleep, as well.
Nurse With Wound was first, Friday night. The Great American is a nice place to see shows. Not enough beer selection, and too expensive, but the sound is great. Met up with some folk at Edinburgh Castle first for a couple beers. Some band was playing, members of which were friends with one of the folk I was meeting. The band sounded pretty interesting - self-described as post fusion, which sounds terrible, but described by a friend as an instrumental version of early Eno or (some other similar bands that I can't think of right now). They started playing upstairs before we left for the Wounds (as all their biggest fans call Nurse With Wound*), but through the floor they just sounded like rock 'n roll.
Showed up at GAMH a little over an hour after the show started, hoping to avoid the opening act, which from all accounts was horrible. Came in supposedly two minutes after Nurse With Wound started their set. I wasn't sure what to expect, but got exactly what I'd hoped for - eerie ambient music with occasional harsh noises. They provided some artsy visuals to keep people from falling asleep. For a first SF date ever, it was a short set - 45 minutes. Worth it, though.
Saturday was the first day of Tidal Wave. I'd decided to go to the Burnt Ramen for Insanity and some bands with names that suggested they'd sound like very early grindcore. Instead, I wimped out completely, and stayed at home drinking beer and watching CSI with Jen. In the land of my people, 95 degree Farenheit weather with 80% humidity is pretty common. But I have lived in this Mediterranean Eden over a decade, and it has made me week. I sweat grumpily, clad all in black, and drink lagers. And avoid sweaty warehouses.
Sunday was the second day of Tidal Wave, and since I'd missed Insanity Saturday, I had to make it out. Another day of sun and lagers, with metal bands playing in the sun. Passive Aggressive is still improving, and seems to be settling on one direction more than in the past. I really dug the new song they played. I caught a little of Potential Threat's set. Very traditional thrash, with a little crossover feel to the vocals. I guess the dude is very enamored of Hetfield's early style, but it sounded more like the punkier thrash bands to me. Some band in particular, but I couldn't remember which, and everyone I was with was not into crossover or punky stuff at all.
Learned a new Spanish word Sunday - gorron. Means something like "freeloader". There were a bunch of gorrones at our cooler all day on Sunday, so we ran out of beer two bands before the closer. I remembered a liquor store near the park, and a few of us took off. Turns out, it was about a mile away, maybe. That almost killed Leon. We managed to snag a ride back to the venue with our friend Yesenia, who lives nearby, so Leon is still among the living.
Insanity played a drunken, sloppy set, which perfectly fit the mood and feel of the entire event. I don't know the names of either guitarist, but one of them (the one in Population Reduction) gives great onstage banter. He's pretty funny. Problem is, Insanity is fucking evil, dammit, so I was wishing he'd shut up during the set. Spoils the mood. Of course, the fucking sun was doing a bit of illusion-shattering, evil-wise, so it wasn't that big a deal.
After, we made our way to some sunken tourist bar in Jack London Square for a final beer before Tomas and Guillermo, who'd on a whim, spent Friday night driving to LA and Saturday night driving back, made their way home to presumedly collapse at their doorsteps and sleep a good 14 hours.
Then I got a page, and went in to work to reboot a customer's server.
*They don't.
The outings continued this weekend, but I caught up on some sleep, as well.
Nurse With Wound was first, Friday night. The Great American is a nice place to see shows. Not enough beer selection, and too expensive, but the sound is great. Met up with some folk at Edinburgh Castle first for a couple beers. Some band was playing, members of which were friends with one of the folk I was meeting. The band sounded pretty interesting - self-described as post fusion, which sounds terrible, but described by a friend as an instrumental version of early Eno or (some other similar bands that I can't think of right now). They started playing upstairs before we left for the Wounds (as all their biggest fans call Nurse With Wound*), but through the floor they just sounded like rock 'n roll.
Showed up at GAMH a little over an hour after the show started, hoping to avoid the opening act, which from all accounts was horrible. Came in supposedly two minutes after Nurse With Wound started their set. I wasn't sure what to expect, but got exactly what I'd hoped for - eerie ambient music with occasional harsh noises. They provided some artsy visuals to keep people from falling asleep. For a first SF date ever, it was a short set - 45 minutes. Worth it, though.
Saturday was the first day of Tidal Wave. I'd decided to go to the Burnt Ramen for Insanity and some bands with names that suggested they'd sound like very early grindcore. Instead, I wimped out completely, and stayed at home drinking beer and watching CSI with Jen. In the land of my people, 95 degree Farenheit weather with 80% humidity is pretty common. But I have lived in this Mediterranean Eden over a decade, and it has made me week. I sweat grumpily, clad all in black, and drink lagers. And avoid sweaty warehouses.
Sunday was the second day of Tidal Wave, and since I'd missed Insanity Saturday, I had to make it out. Another day of sun and lagers, with metal bands playing in the sun. Passive Aggressive is still improving, and seems to be settling on one direction more than in the past. I really dug the new song they played. I caught a little of Potential Threat's set. Very traditional thrash, with a little crossover feel to the vocals. I guess the dude is very enamored of Hetfield's early style, but it sounded more like the punkier thrash bands to me. Some band in particular, but I couldn't remember which, and everyone I was with was not into crossover or punky stuff at all.
Learned a new Spanish word Sunday - gorron. Means something like "freeloader". There were a bunch of gorrones at our cooler all day on Sunday, so we ran out of beer two bands before the closer. I remembered a liquor store near the park, and a few of us took off. Turns out, it was about a mile away, maybe. That almost killed Leon. We managed to snag a ride back to the venue with our friend Yesenia, who lives nearby, so Leon is still among the living.
Insanity played a drunken, sloppy set, which perfectly fit the mood and feel of the entire event. I don't know the names of either guitarist, but one of them (the one in Population Reduction) gives great onstage banter. He's pretty funny. Problem is, Insanity is fucking evil, dammit, so I was wishing he'd shut up during the set. Spoils the mood. Of course, the fucking sun was doing a bit of illusion-shattering, evil-wise, so it wasn't that big a deal.
After, we made our way to some sunken tourist bar in Jack London Square for a final beer before Tomas and Guillermo, who'd on a whim, spent Friday night driving to LA and Saturday night driving back, made their way home to presumedly collapse at their doorsteps and sleep a good 14 hours.
Then I got a page, and went in to work to reboot a customer's server.
*They don't.