Our souls are like peanut butter and strawberry jelly. Delicious. I can't do Vegas either! I have to work, but I know a sure proof way to get out of it with out my boss being able to say anything, but then there is getting there that's a problem.
Nightranger Your Windsock Stays On My Mind... By ALIE WARD Wednesday, December 27, 2006 - 6:00 pm
Tuesday, 11:54 p.m.: "Okay, so we didn’t bring our treadmills..." It’s an uncommon apology, yes. But Damian Kulash, the peachy-faced lead singer of OK Go, likely senses that the crowd at Safari Sam’s is hoping roadies will suddenly drag out a fleet of exercise machines to repeat the nerdcore choreography that led to instant YouTube fame, and a subsequent Grammy nomination. Rather, the dapper foursome, dressed in elegant jewel-toned dress shirts and richly embroidered ties (I even spied a brooch), bounces through several poppy hits, including "Here It Goes Again," in front of a projection screen of kaleidoscopic graphics. At one point, they OK-Go down into the crowd, the audience seated like intoxicated kindergartners at the foot of their microphone stand. A sweet acoustic version of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" is garnished with a miniature xylophone, but the din of bar chatter prompts Kulash to bellow midcarol, "Hey — shut the fuck up!" before they return to the stage to complete their hooky, energetic set. At this point, bushels of confetti explode from the rafters, and orange nylon wind cassocks operated by turbo fans become erect, and whip about behind them in spasms. As they wrap up with (non-treadmill-based) choreography to “"A Million Ways," my comrade gulps a whiskey and shouts: "I like them — they have chutzpah!"
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BUT I'M ALL FOR UTAY 07!
Disclaimer: I am sorry if you live in Utah. I really am.
Disclaimer: No I'm half kidding, I'm sure Utah is very pretty
THEY ARE! It's general admission too! LETS GO!
http://www.laweekly.com/music/nightranger/...-my-mind/15307/
Nightranger
Your Windsock Stays On My Mind...
By ALIE WARD
Wednesday, December 27, 2006 - 6:00 pm
Tuesday, 11:54 p.m.: "Okay, so we didn’t bring our treadmills..." It’s an uncommon apology, yes. But Damian Kulash, the peachy-faced lead singer of OK Go, likely senses that the crowd at Safari Sam’s is hoping roadies will suddenly drag out a fleet of exercise machines to repeat the nerdcore choreography that led to instant YouTube fame, and a subsequent Grammy nomination. Rather, the dapper foursome, dressed in elegant jewel-toned dress shirts and richly embroidered ties (I even spied a brooch), bounces through several poppy hits, including "Here It Goes Again," in front of a projection screen of kaleidoscopic graphics. At one point, they OK-Go down into the crowd, the audience seated like intoxicated kindergartners at the foot of their microphone stand. A sweet acoustic version of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" is garnished with a miniature xylophone, but the din of bar chatter prompts Kulash to bellow midcarol, "Hey — shut the fuck up!" before they return to the stage to complete their hooky, energetic set. At this point, bushels of confetti explode from the rafters, and orange nylon wind cassocks operated by turbo fans become erect, and whip about behind them in spasms. As they wrap up with (non-treadmill-based) choreography to “"A Million Ways," my comrade gulps a whiskey and shouts: "I like them — they have chutzpah!"
•nerdcore <--- that's my new favorite word
•dapper
•intoxicated kindergartners
•"Hey — shut the fuck up!"
•orange nylon wind cassocks
•chutzpah!
What an excellent little write up!