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March 18, 2006
The week, oh how she dragged...
Quick post before I board the plane. Currently, I am at Jazz (thanks Jeff) on Sixth Avenue, enjoying a penultimate Shiner Bock.
The last show I officially saw (officially, meaning enjoying and not praying that my relatively old age would impel me to take a cab home. Long story, shortened, I ended Austin the same way I began it: wandering the highways when I didn't do proper bus research and got off too early) was Giant Drag at Emo's Jr. While the Emo's designation was perhaps not literal, there were children at the show. Parents, have fun explaining the song, You F--- Like My Father. [correspondent's note: I'm being incredibly prude here. Apologies].
Jeff, let your tenative embracement go. Heed the words of a certain feline, cartoon pitchit. And yes, Giant Drag played its cover of Wicked Game, and it was brill.
It was great. I have to admit I slept on that album last year (oh, such a noble concession from an amateurrock critic!). Every song was immediately accessible and, while not necessarily complex chord-wise, had layers of intrigue. The between song banter from Annie Hardy was kind of dirty childish -- like when 11 year-olds start learning slang for genital organs -- but what do you expect when you see a band whose video includes simulated urination on persons.
So, pictures and posts to come (including my attendance at the Insound event (bonus points: achieved not by connections but sure will power of standing in line)) once I get NYC-side where people don't blanch if you're talking about walking more than four blocks. Out!
Tags: SXSW, Giant Drag, Shiner Bock, Insound, Jazz restaurant
Posted by Keith O'Brien at March 18, 2006 02:05 PM
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