Today's top story was inevitable. Last night the City Fathers finally issued their "fuck you" to the Historic Resources Commission and unanimously approved Compton's new 9th and N.H. resort hotel.
We'd recommend you head to the LJ-World to check out the talkback.
Our vote for most nonsensical comment so far goes to FalseHopeNoChange, who says:
"Put in an "Arts and Crafts" room to allow the 'emotionally distressed "bitter clinger" Genies to 'feel' better. Their complex, yet nuanced 'emotional' state of mind is crucial to keep them from "clustering" in the streets with "candlelight vigils."
NutsforKU uses a classic scare technique, linking LFK to Manhattan:
"Silly rabbit, downtown is being transformed into an upscale Aggieville, that is all it is, why do you think the developers who have invested so much of their money in the college sports scene are buying it up? It will be all bar scene and high dollar restaurants. Forget about groceries and a dime store."
There's not a grocery or "dime store" even now, however.
And ClassClown offers a bit of aid to those seeking to block the development:
"I think I spotted an endangered lizard on that lot. And a prayer/medicine wheel. There! That should keep the building from being built for at least the next 20 years."
We'll see you at the groundbreaking ceremony!
Sure, we survived an interview with Bone Dance, but there was NO WAY we were going to risk life and limb to see them at the Bottleneck. So we sent LFK's resident metalhead / third-wave feminist Bananasuit to experience the festivities. Here's her (frightening) report:
Scenesters, if you're missing Metal Monday at the Bottleneck, you're missing out -- hard. They've got local bands that will melt your face, plus $3 microbrews and $2 Black Tooth Grins. Last night Bone Dance joined the lineup from Boise, Idaho, and -- intrigued by Chip and Nog's interview (in which lead singer Bryce admitted "we haven't shoved a fish up anybody yet") -- I set out with my iPhone, my copy of 2666, and prepared to witness some salmon.
I have no idea who opened, but they were adorable. The lead vocalist, who wore cutoff army cargo pants (topical!), passed the time by cracking awkward jokes about his sweaty balls and promising that he wouldn't bite anyone who ventured closer to the stage. The backup guy sang one awesome song with those growly, scratchy, hardcore vocals, but I was distracted by his adorable teddy bear face. And I think he is a library patron.
This Is My Condition played next, with an intimate percussion setup in the middle of the bar. I'd never seen him play before, and holy shit: the most lyrical, beautiful and strange instrumentation. The crowd hovered around to watch him play guitar frets like snare drums and pick up breaking equipment with one hand while waving around a tiny feedback device with the other. Sweat dripped down his face, and he smelled like a man. The icing on the cake? He closed his set with a Country Western cover. Go hug this guy.
By the time Bone Dance took the stage, expectations were high. Sure enough, Bryce immediately jumped into the crowd, breaking the "Fourth Wall" and daring the audience to interact. So I planted myself front and center and took the opportunity during a rare lull between aural stabbings to tell him how much I liked his moustache.
Apparently this was not the type of audience participation Bryce had in mind. I say this because he reacted by tipping his head back and hacking up the most extreme loogie I've seen in my life so far, and then letting it land right on his upper lip hair. "Touch it," he said. Instead I ran away, terrified, to the bar and let bartender Rob pour me a shot of Rumple.
At the end of the night, this much nicer moustached man allowed me to drunkenly wax poetic about moustaches and snap this grainy shot:
All in all, a total success. See you next week at Metal Monday!
Speaking of This is my Condition, the man behind the madness, Mr. Craig "He smelled like a man" Comstock has a whole slew of "Pass the hat" shows coming up at the Percolator.
We'll just present the info to you below in Craig's own words, straight from the press release! Sure, it's going to be blazing hot out there, but don't be a pussy. Check out some of these shows.
Thursday June 28th 5pm potluck 7pm food
Some Kid - a solo act, real name Alden Slote - folk punk.
Destroy Nate Allen - interactive punk rock for fans of Andrew Jackson Jihad, Violent Femmes and Johnny Hobo. From Portland Oregon.
Machete Party - hard fast loud garage punk from here. Think Iggy & the Stooges meets Black Flag.
Saturday June 30th 5pm potluck 7pm food
Witch & Hare from Kansas City... these guys are just drop-dead awesome. Loved them for years.Sneaky Creeps - this is Andrew Erdrich of Kansas City Speakeasy fame as well as many other projects in KC.
We'll likely get another band from Lawrence to play this show. To be announced!
[Just announced: that band will be the motherfucking Leotards!).
Tuesday July 3rd 5pm potluck 7pm food
3 Moons from Portland Oregon. Sort of psych folk blues. This is Jeffrey Kologe, of late from Kansas City and in such famous (in my mind) bands as The Sperm and I Don't Do Gentlemen to say nothing of Miscellaneous Insect Collective.
Chad Bryan from the Ants will perform solo.
TIMC will open up the evening promptly at 7pm. Woo hoo!