No, not Philly Pops. Philly POPPED. The rockers.
To begin at the beginning, there was the kickoff party at Johnny Brenda's.
Departed Y-Rocker Liam Dacey cozies to the bar.
Nah, he's not dead. Just moved on to an actual paying gig at a radio station in Deleware. One that he's pretty happy about, apparently.
frankiethirteen aka DJ Andre chats up the blurry forms of Jess Cross (DJ) and Mandy I-Don't-Recall-Her-Last-Name (not a DJ).
One of our posters, hung upstairs. As Dryw Skully (sp?), a Philly scenester / The A-Sides' band manager / Urban Outfitters employee / my concert stalker since 1995 or so. Lollapalooza at the Waterfront. He had on a shirt that said "I'm a Negative Creep." And yet, and yet, I've never had an actual conversation with the dude, despite his being at like 80 percent of the concerts I'm at. I'm a loser.
Y-Rock's Jim McGuinn does some stage announcements with Jersey Dan, who I'm pretty sure has some mega-Italian last name like Bisognio except maybe not that exactly.
In the foreground: Ben Morgan, who books shows at Millcreek Tavern in West Philly and had a big hand in putting this Popped festival together.
Jess talks to XPN events dude Paul Severin. Who seems remarkably unaware that she slapped a bumper sticker on his back.
OK, so this is a concert, right? The Cobbs - formerly Mad Action, formerly Ty Cobb - finally go on and are awesome.
If not for their psych-laden rock...
...then for their fancy lights and projections...
...that inspired this random dude to roll a joint using the light of a JB's wall lamp. Not even joking.
Occasional Y-Rock DJ / former Y-100 DJ Dan Fein (balding, bespectacled) talks up Matt Summers, a Y-Rock regular DJ, at the bar.
The second band I caught this evening was the prog-math-rock trio Pattern Is Movement. And man, I wish I'd been sober enough to appreciate them.
Alas, I wasn't, and crashed my bike into this locked-up news stand on the ride back to M.J.'s. Really now, I'm a loser.
Block party, later in the week. Un-heard-of local band Movable Type wows me with their energy, their uber-nerdy name...
...and their fondness for the ukelele.
Public Record had the instrumental free-jazz rock Hella-style jam thing cooking.