The Prole; Rocking; Heroes; GSC Happy Hour and Magnolia Electric Co.; Get Your War On and Mai's; Serena Maneesh; Dinner
9/25
Another night at the Prole with Dan DJing...
9/26
And another night of band practice...
9/27
Heroes, from its rather pedestrian beginnings as a standard comic book story, has been coming into its own, now that it has developed its charactyers and introduced compelling mysteries, rather than just showing dramatic visuals and having plot points that seem significant, but God knows why. For this week's viewing, thanks to the magic of DVR I delayed it a few days until Cindy could join me for it.
9/28
The end of the first term of the school year brought, as usual, a graduate student council happy hour. Char arranged for us to return to the inviting environs of Hans' Bier Haus, complete with cheap Zigen Bock and several platters from Buffalo Wild Wings. There was plenty of beer, good, and socializing to be had.
In a bittersweet turn of events, though, Magnolia Electric Co. had a show scheduled at Rudz that night, which I had almost forgotten as it hadn't made my calendar. Thankfully I had remembered the day before, so we made an early exit from the happy hour and headed to Rudz.
As I've mentioned before, Rudz has a great little venue upstairs, and a perfect place to see MECo play. Some guy at the table next to Cindy and I bought us beers, for some reason. I offered a round to the band but they declined. By the time I went on I had a nice buzz on, and we moved up close to enjoy the show.
They played a longer show than the extremely short shows from the last tour, but once again it was a bit short on the older material and too heavy on the newer material. They were tight as always, but I think that the fact that their new album hadn't made a big impression on me detracted somewhat from the experience.
Still, a good show, all in all. By the time we got around to leaving, the happy hour was over, so we didn't get to drop back by, but it was a good evening all told.
9/29
Somewhere Cindy had heard about the stage adaptation of the comic strip Get Your War On by Austin troupe the Rude Mechanicals, playing at Houston art venue Diverse Works, so she arranged an outing for us, roommate Sara and boyfriend Bryan, and a friend of hers from school.
We met at Cindy's, carpooled to Diverse Works, which was just north of downtown in a converted warehouse (as so many cool things are), grabbed a beer, and then some seats.
The production was good. The adaptation basically took strips from specific dates (announced at each "scene change"), and, as they're pretty much dialogue-driven, had the actors recite the dialogue from the script, which worked quite well when delivered with the proper tone and emphasis on the word "fuck" which was frequently in the strip. Certainly it was more of a stand-up routine than story-driven theater, but it was also well-done and very funny. Good job, kids.
There was an accompanying art exhibit which we checked out afterwards (my favorite was the mushroom cloud treehouse). Then on to Mai's for some post-game dinner. A good evening, and something different.
9/30
Serena Maneesh had put out a good shoegazer album in '05, so I was glad for the chance to hear them play at the Proletariat. The show was good if maybe by-the-numbers. I was going to buy their album, but the greedy bastards had priced it at $15, or maybe higher. However much it was, at the time I deemed it way too expensive and decided to pass on it.
If anyone reading this is in a band, $15 is too much to charge for a CD at shows. $12 is acceptable. $10 is encouraged. $8 will guarantee lots of sales.
10/1
Cindy, good girlfriend that she is, made dinner. Maybe blackened catfish?
Another night at the Prole with Dan DJing...
9/26
And another night of band practice...
9/27
Heroes, from its rather pedestrian beginnings as a standard comic book story, has been coming into its own, now that it has developed its charactyers and introduced compelling mysteries, rather than just showing dramatic visuals and having plot points that seem significant, but God knows why. For this week's viewing, thanks to the magic of DVR I delayed it a few days until Cindy could join me for it.
9/28
The end of the first term of the school year brought, as usual, a graduate student council happy hour. Char arranged for us to return to the inviting environs of Hans' Bier Haus, complete with cheap Zigen Bock and several platters from Buffalo Wild Wings. There was plenty of beer, good, and socializing to be had.
In a bittersweet turn of events, though, Magnolia Electric Co. had a show scheduled at Rudz that night, which I had almost forgotten as it hadn't made my calendar. Thankfully I had remembered the day before, so we made an early exit from the happy hour and headed to Rudz.
As I've mentioned before, Rudz has a great little venue upstairs, and a perfect place to see MECo play. Some guy at the table next to Cindy and I bought us beers, for some reason. I offered a round to the band but they declined. By the time I went on I had a nice buzz on, and we moved up close to enjoy the show.
They played a longer show than the extremely short shows from the last tour, but once again it was a bit short on the older material and too heavy on the newer material. They were tight as always, but I think that the fact that their new album hadn't made a big impression on me detracted somewhat from the experience.
Still, a good show, all in all. By the time we got around to leaving, the happy hour was over, so we didn't get to drop back by, but it was a good evening all told.
9/29
Somewhere Cindy had heard about the stage adaptation of the comic strip Get Your War On by Austin troupe the Rude Mechanicals, playing at Houston art venue Diverse Works, so she arranged an outing for us, roommate Sara and boyfriend Bryan, and a friend of hers from school.
We met at Cindy's, carpooled to Diverse Works, which was just north of downtown in a converted warehouse (as so many cool things are), grabbed a beer, and then some seats.
The production was good. The adaptation basically took strips from specific dates (announced at each "scene change"), and, as they're pretty much dialogue-driven, had the actors recite the dialogue from the script, which worked quite well when delivered with the proper tone and emphasis on the word "fuck" which was frequently in the strip. Certainly it was more of a stand-up routine than story-driven theater, but it was also well-done and very funny. Good job, kids.
There was an accompanying art exhibit which we checked out afterwards (my favorite was the mushroom cloud treehouse). Then on to Mai's for some post-game dinner. A good evening, and something different.
9/30
Serena Maneesh had put out a good shoegazer album in '05, so I was glad for the chance to hear them play at the Proletariat. The show was good if maybe by-the-numbers. I was going to buy their album, but the greedy bastards had priced it at $15, or maybe higher. However much it was, at the time I deemed it way too expensive and decided to pass on it.
If anyone reading this is in a band, $15 is too much to charge for a CD at shows. $12 is acceptable. $10 is encouraged. $8 will guarantee lots of sales.
10/1
Cindy, good girlfriend that she is, made dinner. Maybe blackened catfish?
posted by L. Maxwell Ward at 7:03 PM
