xiolasioux

Imagine Jeff Spicoli, young Joey Ramone and a cross between Prince William and Prince Harry. Now imagine them as a dance band from Phoenix with an average age of eighteen. Throw a guitar-held Casio on Joey, give William/Harry a set of maracas and you are well on your way to envisioning the band I stumbled upon last night.

M. and I went to a show and arrived in time for the opening band. We guessed that we were two of maybe five people in the place that were anywhere in the neighborhood of thirty. So, the band described above was the opening band. I was immediately transported back to my Erasure days.

Then, a "goth industrial" band took the stage. They had a kickass look with good use of film imagery, fog machines, red light columns and that sort of thing. But, they weren't all that goth. I'd describe the sound as Bloodhound Gang meets Falco. Maybe a little Thrill Kill Kult thrown in for good measure. And, with the exception of one song, all of his lyrics were so terribly wholesome.

So, finally we left and took up came in a bar to discuss the variying degrees of bisexuality and subcategories based on personality applied to sexuality.

I have a lot of shit on my plate for the next three days. *Sigh...*