Tuesday, April 25, 2006

brush with indie rock fame

Holy crap, I'm feeling extra bitchy. Sorry in advance.

During my afternoon break, I went to Scratch to try to get tickets to a show on Thursday night. This worked poorly. It's part of New Music West, the most secretive festival ever. They refuse to advertise their shows and make their website almost impossible to figure out who is playing where. Apparently you have to buy tickets from the NMW office or hope there are some at the door. NMW is not an easy-to-negotiate festival, which is why it is unlikely I'll be going to more than this one show. This is not exciting news. It isn't even really news.

What is exciting (at least for some of you) is that, while looking for a couple of CDs, a guy from Much Music was filming these two people picking out records. I didn't really care that much because I was concerned with the tickets/CDs thing, and I don't get overly excited about bands unless I'm really obsessed with them, and I obviously am not obsessed with this one. The girl and guy had British accents, and I immediately didn't like the girl because she had chosen a Johnny Cash album as one of her favourites. When I hear people say they like Johnny Cash I have a hard time believing them because so many jumped on the bandwagon after "Walk The Line" came out. Yes, I realise this is a bitchy judgement on my part; I don't care. Anyway, she finished talking and then the guy started talking, saying something about liking beats and how "this one" (can't remember what he said... I really wasn't paying attention) really influenced his music. They finished their favourites lists and then did a little throw for the show it would appear on.

"We're from Ladytron and you're watching Going Coastal."

It was more amusing than exciting, especially when the guy (Reuben, I believe) waited for my stuff to be rung through and the girl (I suspect it was Helen, but what the hell do I know?) came by and said something snotty about how long it was taking. Whatever. Tickets to their show were $35 at the COMMODORE; you know how I feel about Commodore shows and paying a lot of money to see shows there. Needless to say, I won't be going. They're also staying at the Crowne Plaza (Hotel Georgia for you locals), so if you really, really care and it's still early enough, you can camp out for them and kick her in the shin for me. (Just kidding.) Or take pictures of them completely wiped because I'm sure it's going to be a fantastic show.

I am torn about getting tickets to a couple of other shows next month. I'm not sure when I'm moving, but kind of want to go to a show on the 30th, which could potentially be trouble if I have to move on the 1st. Or maybe I'll have to go against my nature and not procrastinate until the last minute with packing/cleaning. I hate moving.

Currently reading :
The Know-It-All : One Man's Humble Quest to Become the Smartest Person in the World
By A. J. Jacobs
Release date: 04 October, 2005

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