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Last night I went into the city for a concert. Normally, I am used to venues that are in... better maintained areas. The Hemlock Tavern is on the corner of (to quote Patton Oswalt) 'stab whitey' and 'mug whitey'. Driving up Polk, I almost ran down a tranny. That should have tipped me off that this was going to be a special night. I parked my car and ran across the street to find a wells fargo. As I ran across the street I caught the glance of this giant white guy with glasses and no sideburns. He started talking to me and I did my best to ignore him. Out of nowhere he started yelling at the person who was walking towards him and wouldn't get out of his way fast enough. The hotel valet on the curb looked at me like, "why are you with that guy?" The southerner (who looked like a mix between Storch from Animal House and Lurch from the Munsters) yelled back at the valet that he wasn't yelling at him but the man who almost ran him down. The guy went on for about 10 more seconds about how people in this city have NO manners when he dashes across Van Ness and avoids getting hit by TWO cars.
Get my money and get back to the bar. The stage was in a back room. I caught up with my boss and two co-workers and we settled in to watch our guy. This guy, Chris Garneau, is amazing. he sings in a very high tenor, almost a falsetto. He mixes this very luring smooth voice with very distinct phrasing that has to be heard to be believed. He is going to be pretty damn big within the year. I can feel it. He covered the theme song from Weeds by Malvina Reynolds and then "Between the Bars" by Elliot Smith. It was the perfect song for him to sing. The whole audience (all 40 people) were blown away.
I walked back to my car past the red lights and prostitutes and a drug deal and drove as fast as I could back to my safer little suburb. I love the city (and by city people from the Bay Area invariably mean San Francisco, not any urban area) but there are times were I wish I weren't so observant of shit around me.
Get my money and get back to the bar. The stage was in a back room. I caught up with my boss and two co-workers and we settled in to watch our guy. This guy, Chris Garneau, is amazing. he sings in a very high tenor, almost a falsetto. He mixes this very luring smooth voice with very distinct phrasing that has to be heard to be believed. He is going to be pretty damn big within the year. I can feel it. He covered the theme song from Weeds by Malvina Reynolds and then "Between the Bars" by Elliot Smith. It was the perfect song for him to sing. The whole audience (all 40 people) were blown away.
I walked back to my car past the red lights and prostitutes and a drug deal and drove as fast as I could back to my safer little suburb. I love the city (and by city people from the Bay Area invariably mean San Francisco, not any urban area) but there are times were I wish I weren't so observant of shit around me.