Concert Central

the final darling touch on Ana’s all-Austin downhome wedding, appetizers from Chick’afil [pronounced Chick Filet and Ana’s favorite crap fast food restaurant], desert from Amy’s Ice Cream [Joe’s employer]

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different band /same shit cover music, actually music was fine but the 30-40s something crowd upsets me, everything from metal to Nelly

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thought Rockboy might love them what with the Cash but they weren’t so Cash, laidback bad-boy country, I enjoyed them maybe more than Rockboy, and of course this one we were on time for

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I knew of one song he did with Beck (’Pullin’ Up Roots’), we decided to go because description of him was wicked and evil, he was a good DJ—Metallica, new wave—and it turned out he was an even better rapper, gothic men with black fingernails should not rap, show was entertaining for its uniquity, ended [...]

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I left work early to see her and we got there in time to see last half of last song, there was a fight

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oh my god they sucked ass, interesting concept—three prog guitarists with a cheerleader hip-hop girl and a gawky girl, high energy and no grab, they had their 70s moments I guess and the prog without hip-hop girl was fine but overall just CRAP

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fantastic!, cutey girl in a retro dress—I was embarrassed at her leaping and little-girl antics but it proved infectious and punkish, happy guitarist but freakishly happy drummer staring and smiling broadly in her little boy hair cut with ear curls, great variety, beautiful voice, rocking guitar and drums, interesting and entertaining and captivating, different, new wave says Rockboy but then more, from Australia, fantastic!

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screaming thrash metal from skinny fey boys, very odd, singer was thrashing so much in his audience of two that he nearly lost them, when the chaos would stop he would adopt a very gay persona, there was something artsy about them

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five guys rapping over the same beat looping again and again, unfortunate for that to be Rockboy’s first exposure to hip-hop

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Rockboy was so excited to see this shticky punk band, they dress Clockwork Orange style with the lead in white face paint but unfortunately their depth ends there, I am apparently not a fan of “anthemic” “oi! Punk”—how is it punk to sing en masse to lame lyrics?—i hate solidarity of any kind…in brief

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