Lunchtime Scotch with Notwist

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What a fun afternoon! My musically-omnivorous friend Ruby invited me along to this cool lunchtime concert thing KEXP is doing at The Triple Door. I felt like such a flaneur, drinking Laphroaig before noon, people watching, and then seeing this band I’d never heard of (the last part is unsurprising, I think). The sets range from 30-45 minutes, five songs or so. I think they played for a half hour. That is exactly the size of my rock show attention span nowadays. Ruby says she will go see hippity hop shows with me since I have no one to go with. Woot! I can’t remember the last time I was at a rock show, let alone enjoyed myself at one.

Pictures by Ruby, who has a nicer camera, a better eye, and actually remembered to bring her camera.

This certainly made up for this morning when I was at the dentist being savaged by a strange hygienist, since mine was out of town. She got out this thing called the Cavitron (I am not making that up) to blast off my nasty teeth and I thought I was going to go through the roof because the cold water it was blasting me with was so painful. And then it was my fault because my gums are receding a little. I did not enjoy my lunch today, because I could tell it was just reheated Monday’s dinner, and the server made like it was just me, since customers usually clean their plates. Today it is my fault. Feel free to let me know what you blame me for. However, Ruby was nice and blamed me for nothing.

21 thoughts on “Lunchtime Scotch with Notwist”

  1. Blame.. blame… Can I blame you for the fact that my kid was being a jerk all day? Maybe he sensed the disturbance in your force?

  2. Dude, my POS car needs 500 bone paid before I can spring it from the shop. Where did you plant that money tree again?

  3. Yes! I told your kid to wear wooly underwear when you were not looking, Violet.

    Dorrie: I’ll never tell! My fault!

  7. I blame you for the scabies and other parasitic infestations that I may or may not have.
    (not srsly.. but could be you don’t know, this is teh interwebs)

  8. You fuckin’ kill me, lol. If you ever get out here to the nation’s capitol you gotta place to stay and I’ll make sure you stay toasted.

  9. JB: I am your tapewurm. PHEAR!

    Also, greer, you better watch out, I may take you up on that. Especially if the Blogher conf is in DC next summer. I cook, clean, and take charming hostesses out to well-deserved dinners.

  11. Dude, I am so jealous. I live on the east coast and I stream KEXP everyday at work. I even canceled my Netflix membership and donated that money to KEXP for a year.

    JEALOUS!!

  13. I’m trying to figure out how to replace the fucking thing. Instead I found the color picker, hur.

  14. I am blaming you for my retinas being seared by your banner.

    I’m also blaming you for global warming, world hunger, the market crashing, the fingernail I broke off below the quick and the papercut I got while opening a box.

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