eye (2007-04)

I, Not Very Good Audience

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I, Not Very Good Audience

Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Awesome

We're not saying Will Fist is crazy, but this past Sunday at Sassy Ann's, things got a little out of hand. After the guys of Wayne played a phenomenal set, showcasing drummer Daniel McBride 's nascent virtuosity (those guys are going to be something really interesting if they keep doing what they're doing), Lobster Lobster Lobster took the stage. After a few songs, Fist reached for the Christmas lights hanging overhead, only to bite into three of them. Filament flew through the air, and Fist spit glass without missing a beat, keeping the thrash-blues hammer in full swing.

That, dear reader, is rock'n'roll.

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For the first three minutes of the six-track EP, that is precisely where to place the quartet. This is the stuff that sent Mohawk-sporting teenagers careening through bar windows in London. But then, Stark lays down a bone-crushing drumbeat and "Flood Pain" slowly seeps through the speakers. The track plays something like a Native American chant with Lowe acting as the chief, while the sinister bass of Damion Huntoon and guitar of Tyler Mucklow provide a musical layer over the raw intensity of Stark's beats. Hearing the song for the first time, it's as though you've walked into a dive bar, downed your shot and finished your pint, but just as you step over the vomit heading for the door it hits you: These guys are good.

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Friday, Jan. 26: There are two types of people in the world that   we can't understand: Iron Man triathletes and people who say they don't like '80s music. Our theory about the latter group is that they harbor painfully embarrassing memories of Kelly Kapowski and Zach Morris-esque hair feathering and/or floppy stoner/skater cuts. Don't even try to repress it; it's time you get in touch with your inner flattop, and The Breakfast Club is going to help you do it tonight at Blue Cats.    

Saturday, Jan. 27: You've never been to New Knoxville Brewing Company? Me neither. Maybe we could, uh, go together some time? Like, tonight maybe? I know a band-- Medford's Black Record Collection --that, uh, I mean, they're really good. And they--they'll be there tonight, if you wanna go. I mean, if you're not busy.

Sunday, Jan. 28: First off, I'd like to thank the Academy for getting it right this time... Hee hee. Of course I wouldn't be here without my agent, my family, and the fans. Thank you, God , for blessing me with this award. And finally, the most important thank you of all--to Sassy Ann's, for giving me a reason to get up from watching TV and go out on Sunday nights. And even though I'm an award-winning actor now, you can still count on me to be there to shake my ass off at Cold Hands with DJs Mini-Tiger and Gorilla Milk .

Monday, Jan. 29: And the Best Band Name award goes to... Grandpa's Stash . They will be accepting their award via satellite from Preservation Pub.

Tuesday, Jan. 30: Edgar Meyer and Chris Thile will be at Cox Auditorium at UT. If you wanna go, you should know the rules. There's a dress code (dancing shoes), an age minimum (old enough to know better), and some dietary restrictions (not too sweet, not too sour).

Wednesday, Jan. 31: Sometimes I am two people. Johnny is the nice one. Cash causes all the trouble. They fight.


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