But when life loses its meaning and is taken for naught, then the pact is to avenge!
So I just got home recently. What would keep me out this late on a weeknight?
Only my (and several of my metalhead friend's) favorite underground metal band, The Lord Weird Slough Feg left the Bay Area on tour, and visited a local bar tonight. Nothing fancy, just straight-up ass-kicking classic METAL. As an aside, their web site is woefully out of date.
They actually have some full length MP3's up on the site. If you go here, "Hiberno Latin Invasion" is one of my favorite songs by them. The rest are worthwhile, too.
Interestingly the last time I saw them the other stupid bar (which I think in the intervening time may have been the victim of having their building razed) put them on last, at 1am, such that I didn't get home until well after 2:30. Tonight, mercifully, they went on at about 11. I think the bars have this lame idea if they keep people there longer they'll drink more or something, which doesn't really work with me. Well, okay, it did when my friends got me a drink all garnished with fruit like cherries and shit, and with a little umbrella. The drink was water.
I'd like to see them start weeknight shows at 7 or 8.
It was good to see that my friends and I weren't the only 4 or 5 people at the show tonight. There may have been 50 or more. Righteously so, this band is too good for small bars. Still, the $6 cover was more than worth it. We even got to chat with a couple of the band members before the show.