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Thursday, September 8   >>

OK, THEY WENT (REALLY, REALLY WELL)

Last night The Girlfriend, The Girlfriend's Cousin, and I headed to the Chain Reaction in Anaheim to see The Redwalls and OKGo rock our faces off.

I'm biased towards OKGo because they captured my musical heart a couple years ago. Their show was great. They even did their little dance to close their set. Nothing wins me over like tight musicianship over terribly poppy melodies. Awesome.

The Redwalls played a loud show as well, but they were a little loose for my ol' ears.

I have to say that if I had it my way last night, the bassist from The Redwalls would have gotten his ass kicked.

He was looking at The Girlfriend through the entire freaking set. Everyone knew it, and at the post-show burger The Girlfriend blushed. Why? BECAUSE SHE KNEW IT SO. She was sitting on a room divider. Their eyes met like a young couple's in a sample wedding video. I wanted to gag.

Good times all 'round, though.

But I think this is the last time I'll go to the [stupid] Chain Reaction for awhile -- great little
intimate venue, but the crowd there is far too young and stupid. One would assume that people would talk about the music, but a vast majority of the audience (13-16 year old girls) only talk about how hot the guys are. This is not the first time I've noticed this. It's pretty pathetic.

It's fucking stupid to think that people actually pay to see a band and not give a shit about how they sound.

Okay, honestly? I felt like a fucking chaperone.

But like I said.

Good times all 'round.