“Watchin’ X-Files with no lights on, We’redans la maison, I hope the Smoking Mans in this one”
One Week, Barenaked Ladies.
OK that title sounds worse than it is.
Heres what happened. I was supposed to be going out with my friend. He works on local crew, helping to load and unload equipment for gigs. So I met him last night and he told me that he had to go and help at the Barenaked Ladies gig.
We got to the Music Hall. My friend said that HE was there to help pack up the equipment. No mention of me. After a bit of confusion, security let us both in. Later, someone came along and finally asked me if I was there to work, as there was a bit of a panic. They were unsure if I was supposed to be helping with that gig or The Corrs. I was allowed to stay for the rest of the gig. So I saw the last hour of the Barenaked Ladies for nowt.
And I have one word of advice. If you ever get the chance to see them, take it.
They are excellent (i’m listening to Stunt as I type) and they are damn funny. When each member of the band were introduced, there were comments like how one of them invented Fich and Chips and another one mushy peas. They stopped singing halfway through a song (but kept playing) to say how much they like my city and how they got here using the band boat.
And they did a medeley of covers including The Real Slim Shady, Mrs Jackson, The Bad Touch, a Beastie Boys song, My Heart Will Go On, Rollin’ and some others.
All in all a good night.
Though me and my friend never did get to ther nightclub.
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