Drawn out of the warm bosom of obscurity by the entreats of our
lovely (though rather short) web mistress and Mr. (I don't want to look
like Dennis Miller) St. Dennis, I shall stop reading and write a short
little "review", if you will, of last night's proceedings.
So, here I was quietly minding my own business before one of my
classes, reading "The Last Of The Mohicans" (which for some reason, I
didn't read in high school as everyone else seems to have) when I half
way over hear the people next to me discussing their plans for the
evening. Ignoring it, I just went back to reading until my ears perked
up again about them maybe going to Denton on Saturday. Wait a second.
So I turned and asked the strangers, "Wait, are you guys talking about
the Low show tonight?" And that they were. To make it even more of an
interesting coincidence, Brian (the male "stranger") then asked if I was
on the Low list. "Uh, yeah, actually." So after class I ran to my car,
which I sadly forgot the location of, and we sped to Dallas.
If you ever go to the Gypsy Tea Room in Dallas, it apparently has
two sides. Now, I've lived in Dallas since 1980. Been to the Gypsy Tea
Room on many occasions. But my powers of observation are apparently not
that keen so we went to the wrong side first. Finally, we make it to the
right part of the building and make our way in. We both wanted to thank
Mademoiselle Catherine for various and sundry reasons so we tried to
second guess which short blond was her, but finally Brian's wisdom
prevailed and we just asked Alan and Zak. Alan, Brian, and I started
wondering through the crowd and I asked him what he thought of people
coming to his show and asking for other people. He just kind of laughed
and said, "Happens all the time". So, we search to no avail until Zak
calmly steps over and points down on Alan and over at Catherine. Brian
and I walk over and introduce ourselves. I tip over some poor girl's
drink and then proceed to compliment her on her lovely Mickey Mouse ears
hat (Smooth is my middle name ; )) and then sensing that we were a little
tall to be squatting in the front, Brian and I went back in the back,
which was apparently the Land of The Titans as there were a good 20 - 25
people in front of me who were significantly taller than me and I'm 6'1".
I will now refer you back to the two previous reviews of the evening
for a set list as I still do not have "Things We Lost" yet (though I will
remedy that on Saturday!!). Though my personal favorite was probably
"Soon" with the aforementioned "You think that I don't know the words . .
. And now your face is all in birds" line (which I almost prefer oddly).
There was a really nice song that Alan played the twelve string on I
think but I've never heard it and I can't remember the words so that's no
help. But a good show, though they were obviously distressed by the band
in the room behind them. It was kind of cool to hear them fight back in
their "Battle Of The Bands".
So, shows over, I go to get a T-shirt (which is black with the word
low and a silver "fire" above it), come back and ooh and ahh over Mr.
St. Dennis's Bedhead shirt, discuss height with Ms. Lewis, and Mimi
tells me a nifty little trick for the new drum set I just decided I would
finally buy myself. Brian and I decide its time to go and head back to
the car. On the way to the highway, I threatened to run over our fellow
listees who were crossing the street but decide that's a bit rash so I
let them cross unharmed. I take Brian back to his house and discover
that he has not only a nice collection of Low live shows on CD-R but
almost the entire Kranky back catalog and a whole bunch of other fun
stuff which he was kind enough to lend me a few items from (and which I
am listening to now as fate would have it). So, all in all, I'd say that
was a pretty decent "Low" evening! See, Low even brings strangers
together.
Well, now that I've bored you all to tears, I shall go back to
reading and trying to recover from judging a high school talent show
tonight (There was a band that did a song about date rape in the first
person view of the antagonist followed by a group of girls dancing to
"Shake Your Thang". Ahh, irony! Neither of those won by the way.).
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
Oh, and Brian, Mr. St. Dennis, and Ms. Lewis, I shall see you all
Saturday evening, as well as any other listees who come out of the
shadows to say hi. I hope to see a lot of you there!
Yours,
Rajesh Michael
mommysays@juno.com
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