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Saturday, November 18, 2006

Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go...(Gob Iron Review)

I have to say I wasnt expecting much from Gob Iron as we descended on the Black Cat last Friday night. In fact, I even gave Potsy and Jimbromski the option of of just going out to the Red Room and skipping the $15 show altogether. However, since Potsy hadnt been to a show in like 3 weeks, I think he was going through RC withdrawal. We all decided to pony up the dough and check out Gob Iron upstairs. The bad is a duo, consisting of Jay Farrar (ex-Uncle Tupelo and Son Volt) and some other dude from Varnaline (which I have never heard) who looked a bit tlike Mr . Bentley from the wonderful 70's sitcom The Jeffersons.
We arrived after they had already begun and Potsy and Jimbromski stayed for all of 2 songs. I managed to stay for 4. Needless to say this was not the type of show I was looking for on a Friday night at the Black Cat. I needed more rock. Farrar has a nice alt-country voice and the mellow guitar playing was soothing to my soul, but it really wasnt in the mood for such a laid back evening. I think I will give Gob Iron another try on the iPod, perhaps just prior to bedtime. During one of the tunes, I glanced to my right and saw this guy (obviously having been dragged to the show by his girlfriend) dozing off in the corner. Maybe he was just "feeling the music", but to me it looked like REM sleep. Anyway, I proceeded bakc downstairs where we had a nice evening listening to my excellent jukebox selections.
Since I stayed upstairs for another song or 2, I missed the altercation downstairs. Apparently some patrons were being to loud, or screaming and the bartender had to turn the music down and yell at them to "SHUT THE FUCK UP". Humiliating if you ask me. Anyway, I dont have much more to add. RC rating 5.4.

6 comments:

Potsy said...

How should I feel about a review knowing that the reviewer didn't think enough of what he was writing to go back and re-read it? Good thing I'm not here to review the review. I'm here to say Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... this show aged me. I felt like I had been sent to the old-age home and was sitting in the community room being "entertained" by some well-meaning young men. Thanks for stopping by Gob Iron. But there's quite a scene downstairs, so I'm going to be entertained there.

Jimbromski said...

fucking terrible band, they should switch careers. I felt like I was at a Dan Fogelberg show. Seriously, I wanted to stab myself in the eye.

Unknown said...

whats the problem with my fucking review? Go ahead and review away, Potsy.

Potsy said...

I think your review nailed it, TJ. It was just full of misspellings and such. That's all. A quick re-read could have prevented the sloppy look of it. But I understand that you may not be concerned with how it looks...

Jumbo Slice said...

5.4 seems generous, from what I've heard. I don't know why bands like this play the Black Cat. They should stick to venues that fit the music, like Iota. I saw M. Ward at the Black Cat and it sucked. All you heard were people talking. If you're going to play the Black Cat, bring the rock.

Jimbromski said...

5.4? 3.4 is more accurate. Gob Shite.