04.30.03 -
ipo last night sucked the ass, and that's an understatement.
i feel pretty bad because i carted bill along with me, promising excellent pop music and getting nothing of the sort.
to be clear, *everyone* who played last night had loads of talent and potential. but every single band was boring as hell. there were no hooks. there were no ironic lyrics. there were no standout singers. there was no magic.
the best of the worst was a band called [and headed by a man named] jeremy, who was a scary scary bizarro charles manson type [as in bizarro jerry seinfeld] who looked like at age 38 he still plays vampire: the masquerade every weekend. he had an entourage of teenage girls with him, all with freakishly long, wavy hair in 70's like attire. it was CREEPY. i will go more into it later.
bill and i busted out of there once the final band, the millions, played a loud and uncalled for rendition of twisted sister, except all outlandishly punked out.
"i wanna ROCK (rawwwwk!)
i wanna ROLL (roooooll!)"
we exchanged incredulous look and got the hell out.
makes me happy brian was unable to go. i would have been so so embarassed if that was his first exposure to ipo.
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i find it exceedingly more difficult every day to go to my french classes. the tides they are a'turnin.
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we officially have tickets to sarah's show tomorrow.
i had to leave a message yesterday for stephanie in the fashion office.
when she called back and i placed my order, she asked how i'd heard of the show.
i said, "one of the students in the department, sarah morgan."
she said, "oh wow, sarah morgan?? that's really cool!" very excitedly.
it made me smile :)
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