Thursday, August 11, 2005

Wired And Playing Dress-Up ...

Dave, the musician, often comments that he can't get to sleep when he gets home after a gig. He's too wired.

Apparently, the same is true for some members of an audience, as well.

I went to see my friend Jay's band tonight at Elbo Room, and here it is, nearly 3 a.m., and can I sleep? No.

Dave laments that bands don't dress for the stage anymore, so part of my run-down for him tonight centered on the outfits from the three sets:

From Fires Over Phoenix:

The lead singer was wearing a button-down shirt, jeans, and flip-flops. A bit of a heavy-set guy with wanna-be Elvis Costello glasses. (He even said that he wants to be Elvis Costello. I don't think he's gonna make it.) The guitarist was wearing a T-shirt that had "If it ain't jazz, it's crap" printed on it, cargo shorts, and flip-flops. The other two guys' outfits were nondescript.

From Raluca Agape:

The lead singer chick was wearing almost the shortest jean shorts I've ever seen and at least four-inch heels. She has great legs, I'll give her that, but she was standing between Jay, who was wearing a striped, button-down shirt and a pair of jeans, and the guitarist, who, I kid you not, was wearing a shirt that must have been made out of mylar. You know, that plastic stuff that looks all silver or gold, but it has all the colors of the rainbow in it when it moves? Yeah, he was wearing a gold shirt made out of that stuff. Completely bizarre. Raluca Agape does not have "a look."

From Alexander Webb:

He wore a long-sleeve waffle-weave henley, jeans, and white socks -- he played without his shoes on.


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