Holy fuck, Paramore! My friend’s husband is head of Paramore’s security so she called last week and asked if I wanted go. Pop-punk, really more punk pop? Really not my thing. But free ticket? Sure, I’ll go.
They kicked ass! That may have been one of the most entertaining shows I’ve seen in quite some time! And the opener, Kitten? Like a fucking John Hughes soundtrack on speed!
Wayne Coyne on his pulpit! The Lips? Awesome. Black Keys? Still don’t get it. I have a theory, people who don’t listen to very much music will say, “I don’t listen to much music but I like Coldplay and The Black Keys. Oh, and the Avett Brothers are pretty good too.” Read into that what you will.
The second and third pics are not mine, and apparently represent the show if one a) was closer and b) could take good pictures!
Call your doctor and ask them about Elmyr today.
Holy crap, I’m going to have to go here today!
(Source: waaaahlbodayz)
Peachtree Road Race: what I’m doing at the crack of dawn tomorrow with 60,000 of my closest friends. Sigh, the Kenyans will be finished before I even start.
Mastodon “Siberian Divide”
Embarrassed to say they’re from here and I’ve never seen them live… bad, bad, bad
(Source: sporadicnascent)
I live in Georgia (US) y'all;
Believe Duke Ellington said it best, " There are only two types of music--good and bad." I also believe your definition of good and bad can change with the day.
I play bass guitar;
look at spreadsheets all day;
smoke cigars and pipes too much;
love a good single malt or a Guinness;
ride a Harley, but love all styles of motorcycles;
have tattoos;
read voraciously;
and like dramas and sci-fi movies
(if it has vampires, demons, angels, some religious angle, and happens to be post-apocalyptic then bonus points!)
( If it has a hobbit--then double bonus points!)
