I paid a visit The Earl Wednesday night to catch the Silent Kids show. Allegedly, non-recurring Propeller Skies character Natalie was meeting me there, but she flaked after the last minute. Deleted.

opening band that sucks™ - the nevers

The Nevers are from Chapel Hill, NC, and play dreary, monotonous cookie cutter indie rock. I did, however, like the illustrations projected on a screen. I highly recommend The Nevers focus on art and outsource the music.

the internet intrudes on our version of reality

After The Nevers finally stopped playing, I noticed the guy standing in front of me looked a bit like Paulie. However, when I met him at the East Atlanta Beer Festival, I was a bit distracted by Katie from Thomas Creek. I then remembered he wrote about going to see White Whale at the same time I realized who the headlining act was. I introduced myself and we chatted for a bit. It was great meeting him, but he would be upstaged by a smokin’ hot blonde about three days later.

silent kids

I was very disappointed with the Silent Kids show. The band never got it together until the last song. I liked the Silent Kids better as a four piece.

What the fuck is with all the feedback? I don’t see Jim or William Reid anywhere in the fucking building and certainly not on stage.

Silent Kids are not recommended. It pains me to write this, because Tomorrow Waits is a superlative album. Unfortunately, I do not like any of their new stuff.

As they say on the internet, your mileage may very, so pay a visit to the Silent Kids Myspace page. By the way, the songs posted right now are all from the Tomorrow Waits era.

white whale

White Whale was pretty good. There was some nonsense with the lead singer shouting into a bullhorn, but it sounded kind of cool, so I will forgive him. Unfortunately, I am an old man now and left after the third song so I missed the last half of their set. I recommend dropping in on White Whale’s Myspace page.

waterboarding a dead horse

I have beaten this motherfucking horse to death and the critics at Evilsponge have kicked it, drawn it, quartered it, and cornholed the remains. Repeatedly. However, the sound guy at The Earl is still fucking deaf. Michael Oakley’s vocals were buried deeper in the mix than Jimmy Hoffa. I have no idea why Beth Kargel bothered to set up her keys, as no one in the audience could hear them anyway (or her vocals). This is not uncommon, I had no idea how much Joie of the late lamented 3d5spd contributed to the band’s sound until I purchased a CD - her keys were always missing in action at The Earl.