Saturday night we went to see a band and got distracted by a dancer. Being in such a small club we were probably about three feet from the stage, and about three people deep. In front of the stage was this lone guy, his girl hanging back from him. He reminded me of a younger version of that character in Office Space that gets into the car accident and creates the Jump to Conclusions game. It’s Saturday night and this guy is dressed like he just walked out of an office building and his desk job straight to the club and nothing but the front row would do. When Earl Greyhound started, he let loose. I saw the Pete Townshend windmill arm, I saw several jumps up in the air that bordered on an inflexible person’s attempts to do a toe touch, and so much more. It was strange and once in awhile even the band couldn’t ignore him. This caused quite a predicament. Being that close to the band and enjoying the music, you want to appear to be interested but I couldn’t help but be very distracted and every time I looked at K, we burst into laughter.
We saw the band at Vintage Vinyl in the afternoon and then at Lemmons on Saturday night and I give the day an UNEXPECTED review. Check them out when they visit your town. --J
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