Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Musical Pedigree

Had a rather enjoyable evening last night.
Managed to score a last minute ticket to go see Neko Case in concert here in the big DSM. She of a number of solo, what I would call Alt-Country albums and The New Pornographers fame.
Suffice it to say, when the good tunes come through town, you need to go to the show. And so, courtesy of my friend Liz, I was able to get in on the action.
The show was really great. It was one of those small-ish venues (maybe 1800? people, not sure how many the theatre at Hoyt holds) where you recognize a bunch of people from other like-minded shows. That and as you are chilling between the opening act and the main show, sipping on your water (YUM!) -- people watching and asking yourself "Who are these people? Do they live in Des Moines? And how have I never seen them before?"
See, sometimes I think that Des Moines is so small and my social sphere so wide that I MUST have run into everyone in town that is worth running into.
Oh wait.
Yeah.
Aside from being a ridiculous thought, the fact is that I don't get out as much as I used to and well, there are hip people in town that I don't know. Which is sorta a tragedy -- but one I shall overcome.
At least I hope to.

So aside from catching a GREAT live act last night with some GREAT girlfriends, we got a little taste of the little leprechauns musical preferences.
Before the show, we all met up at a new bar that just opened in town called The Underground.
No, not named for the subway in Des Moines, there isn't one. Shocker I know.
But as it is a basement bar -- it is therefore UNDERGROUND.
Ahh, the wit of this town just never ends.
So anyway -- it was early, the bar just opened last week, so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. And naturally, we hit the jukebox pretty heavily. Which frankly, is one of the better bar jukeboxes I have seen in ages.
At one point, Radiohead came on -- and little dude went slightly berserk. Moving and kicking all over the joint.
So either he LOVES Radiohead or HATES Radiohead.
As he is my son - we are going with LOVE. This has led me to wonder, what other music moves the kid? He wasn't that active during the actual concert -- which was much louder than at the bar. Now I have to start working my way through my iPod, loudly, and seeing which stuff he responds to.
Its a worthy challenge and one I am up to. So stay tuned. Will he stay true to his Brit-Pop sensibilities identified yesterday or will other genres get him moving?

Oh, and in another striking revelation....
We discovered that I am just as bad at Golden Strike bowling as I am with the real thing.
In fact, one could argue -- WORSE. Which is sorta impressive if you think about it.
And this fall, I have backed out of the league play.
I know, I know -- but Meghan, you are thinking -- we loved living through your horrific bowling Thursdays. Well kids -- so did I.
But it was a weird deal this time. As was mentioned in previous posts -- one of our team members was killed in a car accident earlier this summer. So that in and of itself put a real damper on any resurgence of the team.
And well, I be knocked up. Sitting around every Thursday watching people get drunker and drunker while I get fatter and fatter just didn't hold a lot of appeal for me.
So we opted out this season. And I don't feel that anyone in the league is going to be like, Where is that sassy redhead and her orange fury?
Not so much.

Now Listening: The Id by Macy Gray

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