Rave review of recent Sleater-Kinney concert in SF (which I did not attend, and regret)
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I don't get to very many concerts, but S-K (a few years back) was definitely one of the best I've ever seen. They sounded better live -- cleaner, tighter, better rehearsed, than they did on disk.
Plus, you know, chicks making out and stuff.
My question yesterday got so many responses, I have another:
Who's Johnny?
Who is John-ny?
Who's Johnny?
Well, he used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack.
Johnny is an angry Johnny.
Who's Johnny?
An angel.
I hear he B. Goode.
Plus, you know, chicks making out and stuff.
Ah, so you saw us then? hehehehe. Speaking of that, there were lots of girl couples at both nights of the Pixies, which I loved.
S-K are always just amazing live. Janet kicks ass and then is fresh as a daisy selling merch right after the show.
Johnny my love, get out of the business..
He's singing oldies, goldies,
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay