So we got a free show courtesy of Amy and Jack Daniels on a Monday night that I just happen to have the next day off. Explicit details to follow. We hit Qdoba before the show and rolled the ‘Dise like it wudn’t no thang, got our freaky drink on, and began gankin’ JD schwag from the JD chicks.
Some Southern-ass band (I’m guessing Tennesee), called Joe Smith or Jacque Jones or something, opened up for a boring, snoring, choring ten songs or so.
Then Das Neue Pornographiken rolled on stage, sans Nekolicious, and busted through some serious West Canadian Coast throwback rockstock. AC “Don’t Call Me Slater” Newman was the real deal, chugging his jambastic headrock through a tunnel of marketing and pseudo-sex appeal. Shirts! Crap! Jack! It was worth every rip of street cred and light-hearded headbang to get to the encore of magnificence rarely seen since three days ago.
Go Canada.
Man. can’t get enough of that free canananadianess
Comment by Flozie — April 11, 2006 @ 7:08 pm
You could tell he hated doing a liquor-sponsored show but still gave us a really good set.
Comment by ashley — April 16, 2006 @ 4:53 pm