What I Did Last Weekend
Whattup Hi-Dive!!! Guess what, you’re back to being my number one favorite spot to see music here in Denver (suck it, Larimer Lounge)! Your drinks are cheap and delicious, your bartenders are nice, and your sound system is one of the better ones in the city. Granted, there is a ghost in your bathroom (there is TOTALLY A GHOST IN THAT MOTHERFUCKING BATHROOM), but, eh, you can’t win ‘em all.
Apache Relay is an indie rock band from Nashville. So they’re, like, Southern indie rock. Their beard to face ratio was 5:6. Their plaid shirt to body ratio was 1:3. And all of them had really pretty guitars, which is probably a result of living in Nashville. I mean, custom guitar shops are like Starbucks down there, right? Like one on every block?
I’m quite fond of JB over at Empty Reviews. He took these photos.
Here are the texts I sent to Angora during Apache Relay’s set:
“Apache Relay lead singer wins the hipster sweater contest (THIS weekend, at least).”
“Oh!! I forgot to tell you about the ghost in the hi dive bathroom!” (THIS IS TRUE. There was a motherfucking GHOST in the bathroom, making sad sighing noises and being scary while I was trying to do my business. Hi Dive, please look into this.)
“Apache Relay’s song ‘Blue Eyes’ is typical Southern rock. Apache, yer roots are showing.”
And then, Ezra Furman and the Harpoons came on. Much less facial hair, but a comparable plaid shirt to body ratio. JB asked me to guess what city they were from, and judging from their faux-hawks I said Chicago, and I was right!!!!!
More texts to Angora:
“Wow. Ezra is downright metrosexual compared to the beard parade that was Apache.”
“Nashville rock followed by Chicago punk! Excellent lineup hi dive!! Tristen had to cancel, but if her music was spacey emo girl-core color me impressed.”
Then I drank many more raspberry presses and my nice boyfriend drove me home while I blabbered incoherently (I gets pretty talky when I’ms drunk.)
Anyhoo, what did YOU do last weekend?