This was my first time at the
Chopin Theater, a quaint little multimedia space that could easily double as a funeral parlor, if your grandma with a lifetime collection of crappy artwork decorated it. Which is not to say it's not a fantastic place to see a show - it is. They sold exactly 3 types of beer: Amstel Light (about 15 on hand), Corona (I saw 1 in the cooler), and Zywiec (at least 8 cases worth). My girlfriend and I were offered free tickets to the 10:00 Waaves show b/c we were the only people at the early show over 21. We waited in the musty basement surrounded by grand pianos, costumes, and even a harp. We were eventually ushered into the auditorium's seats overlooking a stage still set up for the currently-running play, and sat for awhile. Eventually 3 guys came out, handed out gummy worms, and proceeded to play the least comprehensible nonsense noise rock I've ever heard. The singer, shirtless, sweating, and muttering to himself between shouts of angry things known only to him, stage dove
onto the
sitting crowd, who proceeded to push him to the ground. This happened about 4 times. There was one guitarist and one drummer, neither of whom knew how to play an instrument, which didn't really matter anyway, as they clearly weren't trying to play the same song. After about 20 minutes, the singer shouted something into the mic, and they packed up their equipment and sat around on the stage waiting for Wavves to come out. Bizarre and entertaining, but I'm sorry I saw it.
F
No comments:
Post a Comment