fuck lou barlow
man oh shit oh wow dinosaur jr. it had been approximately 12 years since the other time i had seen them (i just realized that this makes me old because it has been over a decade since i had last seen a band) and i was wary about it, you know how reunion tours go, but this show was stellar. j mascis kinda looks like your burned out hippie uncle that you always smoke a huge joint with before thanksgiving dinner and sit there high as hell grinning at your mashed potatoes for 20 minutes but he sounds just as good as he did at that lollapalooza show at the milan dragway. murph took his shirt off which i could've done without because he is kinda chubbed out but also has no hair on his head and he sort of looked like a prisoner in a bad movie, all bald and shirtless and sweating as if he was working on a chain gang. and lou barlow, please just shut up. all he did was complain about the heat. thats great stage banter, guy. yes it's hot, i would hope at this stage in most people's relationships with dinosaur jr. that we would have a comfortable rapport and wouldn't have to rely on the age old crutch of talking about the weather as if we we're strangers waiting for a bus, or on an awkward blind date. people didn't pay $28.50 to listen to you whine. go back to amherst. one thing in common the 2 times i have seen them, the fucking heat. jesus christ that day at lollapalooza was so hot that they had those things like water cannons on firetrucks hosing down the crowd (also a big thunderstorm rolled in right as alice in chains started playing).