Sunday, August 16, 2009

yer typical weekend



Lafayette Gilchrist and the New Volcanoes




So I broke up the suicidal ideation, and the extreme migraine, and the forced mediation I conducted between my morose demented mother and my hard-as-nails sister by going to Baltimore with my lady friend and catching a fantastic jazz show.

I can only say that you should imagine a funky punk rocker taking the jazzy themes of a 1969 police TV show and cranking them to 10 on the intensity dial.

Rawked my fucking socks off.

Better than the Evening Rig.


I think; they haven't made their way out here yet.




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