So Celeste and I arrived around 10:15, and when she took a trip to the bathroom, I bet her 20 bucks that I could pick out the Bagster in the crowded Red Room (she had mentioned she would be hanging out there) before Celeste came out of the bathroom. After a quick scan of the crowd, my eyes focused on one woman who fit my mental image of the Bagster to a T. She had mentioned she would be wearing a Marion BARRY t-shirt, so I went and got a closer look at her t-shirt, overheard her swearing like a sailor, and noticed that this particular woman was wearing a red Amoeba Records t-shirt. Well, do I win the $20?
As for the show itself...don't get me wrong, Chutes Too Narrow was one of my top two or three from 2003...but is this band the indie rock version of the Jayhawks, or what? While their recorded music sounds wonderful, live, they simply run through it note for note, and sound pleasant enough, but yet there is still something off...
Maybe it's the fact that they position Alfred E. Newman centerstage. Why they do this, and how that guy gets to date a model, I'll never know. Why they give him a microphone, and let him speak, I'll never know. It's hard to believe that someone as brilliant as James Mercer puts up with this guy. Earth to Shins: put your lead singer centerstage. Take the spotlight off of Newman and give more of it to Mercer and the cute guitarist.
Rumor has it that Newman and the guy in the back pogo-ing, making dog yelps, and random handclaps will form a duo called the Morons. They thought of inviting me into the band, but they couldn't think of the word for three man band.