[from Detroit, MI] I
didn’t recall at the time why I was so committed to seeing this band but I was
surprised when I saw the audience members who ended up being the band members:
the freaky guy with a bald head with the exception of a stringy shoulder-length
curtain of hair along the rim of his skull AND in a truly awful shirt with wide
white and pink stripes underneath an old suit jacket AND those
I-want-to-molest-you yellow-mellow 70s eyeglasses – otherwise, the drummer and
bassist were cute young people and the other band members were average-joe
older people – they’re from Detroit which is instant cred – despite my
misgivings, they were instantly much more exciting than the last band – a
stomping drum was matched with dark psych-infused garage rock – the freak’s
vocals were particularly interesting… a distinctive ponderous progression…
almost spoken or stumbling – I was not surprised at all that I had some memory
remnant of really liking them – unfortunately, as usual, they were running late
and I had to run and only saw a couple of songs – but I looked them up upon
arriving home and these are the two songs that had led me to being
subconsciously committed to them: “You’re Not a Nice Girl” and “A Song for
Someone Sometimes” (Photo courtesy of https://www.flickriver.com/photos/funkytreetown/3390609858/)
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