Yesterday was awesome. We had another mini-work party in the backyard, and the base course of the wall is now 75% done. By my calculations, the whole wall could be done by next weekend. Then once we’ve backfilled behind it, and spread any fill dirt – I can call the dirt dudes to come remove this huge pile… I can’t wait. I swear I’ll post pictures soon.
Last night was the Hot Hot Heat show. It was supposed to be at the Crest, but at the last minute they changed it to a little dive called the Boardwalk. The only good thing about the venue change is that the Boardwalk is literally like 5min from the house. The show doors opened at 8pm, so we grabbed some dinner at a great mexican place down the road from the club, and showed up around quarter to 9. We got there just in time for the 2nd opening act, the French Kicks. I was looking forward to hearing them play live, but didn’t expect them to sound as good as they did. The lead singer is really animated, and made the show fun to watch.
Around 10pm Hot Hot Heat took the stage. The place was packed, and despite what must have been twenty ceiling fans spinning away on high, it must have been 100° in there. The air was thick, and I’m pretty sure each breath I took was only about 10% oxygen and 90% carbon dioxide. Despite feeling like the depths of the Everglades, Hot Hot Heat rocked the place. Their set was great, the sound wasn’t bad at all for such a small venue, and the crowd was really into it. We bounced around and bobbed our heads until around 11pm, when they left the stage. Sounds like short set, but they don’t have such a huge catalog.
In other good news, the new Strokes album finally got leaked on Friday night, it was a month early but I thought we’d have it before that even. I listened to it yesterday while working out back, and in the car on the way to the show. My impression? It’s good! Not much of a departure from their debut effort, but that’s just fine by me. I’ll have to give it a few more listens before making a final judgment.
That’s it for now. More exciting stuff to come I swear. Time to hit the backyard.