Dec 17, 2006 02:06
Tonight I saw The Black Keys at The Vogue. Show was great; atmosphere could've been better. Waaaaay too crowded, nowhere to even stand. I ended up ditching the guys I was with to go upstairs and crane my neck from the balcony, which was better. Still, it seemed like everywhere I went and stood, some tall fucker was standing right in front of me, swaying back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...STAND STILL YOU ASSHOLE.
Ahem.
Also, I could've sworn The Vogue was nonsmoking the last time I was there, but not tonight, no, not tonight. Tonight, it was totally smoking. I'm pretty sure the people around me went through 9 packs tonight. My chest hurts.
What I don't get is this: If you're a smoker, and you're in a club full of smoke, why do you need to smoke? Just, you know, breathe.
Ran into Kathryn and two guys named Dave tonight. I like running into people I know when I'm at a show. It sort of validates my weirdass taste in music.
Finally, let the truth ring out from your computer monitor: I love me some vodka tonic. If you're looking for any last minute gift ideas for me, I'll take vodka.