Show recap - March 5th at the National Underground in NYC

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Anyways, we are back on proverbial track so to speak. We played two shows so far this month and if you were at either of them…we should recap because chances are you woke up with a hand somewhere you may not want to remember. We’ll start with Friday the 5th.

On the 5th, we were back in NYC at the National Underground. I was checking out their calendar in the afternoon when I realized that Chris Barron from the Spin Doctors was playing the same club…at the same time and we were not on the calendar. I freaked out until I realized that there are two floors and we are just that undistinguished I suppose. Then I was pissed that we would be playing at the same time and that we would miss his set.

Turns out, homeboy needed to take the pizzle and goes to the basement to do so. Holmes claims Barron spilled his beer but I think he’s full of shit. Craig and Blum didn’t notice. Blum was in game mode and was trying to set up.

Me on the other hand, I’m standing outside the pisscan trying to figure out what to say. My initial thought was “Hey, so I gotta know. Did you ever give it to Lois Lane or what?” I kept thinking that anything would be better than what I had used a minute earlier. “Yep, that’s the bathroom. Nope, it’s not in use but if it were we’d drag them out pissing and screaming because that is the rock star treatment you are entitled to.” Looking back, that wasn’t bad. When he emerged, I went with “Hey, so I don’t want to be the guy who corners you outside a bathroom in the basement of a venue, but I guess I am.”

I told him we were playing and what we are called. He vanished to the upstairs venue. We played and played hard. We chased whatever scarf-wearing hipsters that were lingering the hell outta there. We played about 6 songs and were told to stop. I guess when you scream about the Tony Danza and Keep fucking that chicken in between each song only to have the drunkenist people that the club has ever seen join in while humping the floors and walls, some people take offense.

We get done playing and Blum and Craig piss off to catch the train. Me and Holmes are left on the street with Colin in an inebriated state to say the least. The result…carney barking for Chris Barron. You can see some of it here:



Tired+Drunk+Obnoxious+Chris Barron= Instant concert promoters.

The bouncers left their posts after about 30 minutes of this. I guess we did a decent job. We got upwards of 25 people in the door.

After we were done with that (and discussing the best way to market nicotine tampons with a guy on the street kinda like this piss-soaked funnel), we got in the car and drove back home. We later found out that Craig Adams had an interesting time after the show. Video footage of that will be coming shortly.

YaDig?

Matt