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Monday, July 30, 2007

A show in "The Free State"

I was going to post a review of The Detriot Cobras show I saw last week, but they kind of sucked. I will however post about the 1st opener The Hall Monitors a local garage band that rocked the sparse crowd at the Black Cat. I enjoyed the 5 or 6 songs I saw them play, and I quickly labeled them as the perfect group to play at my future house party. Anyway, I thought these guys rocked and have been searching to see when they will be playing again so the rest of the RC contingent can check them out

Lucky for us they are playing on August 10th (Friday) at a place called the Quarry House Tavern in Silver Spring. I dont know much about the place, but it looks like a bar that offers up live music. This would be very convenient for Jimbromski and perhaps we can invite the newest Freestater, Stutts. Also, if Jimbromskis wife goes into labor he will only be a few miles from home. Check them out at http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=37068620

Thursday, July 26, 2007

While I'm in the middle of a miserable 8 hr drive, you could be...

I'm off to the "Land of the Jean Shorts" (aka Upstate New York) but before I go, I must recommend tonight's show at the Rock & Roll Hotel. The Fake Accents debut their new line-up as they open for Get Him Eat Him. Their new bassist has been officially sworn in and he's ready to do battle (seriously, he's a surly Irishman and he wants to fight you). Will this new line-up finally give the Fake Accents the recognition they deserve as one of the best bands in the city? Probably not. That's okay. As long as they fly under the radar we might convince them headline our benefit for the Rock Club Center For Children Who Can't Rock Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Rock Stuff Good Too Center. We should really reconsider that name...

Also on the bill is an interesting band from Iceland called Benni Hemm Hemm. Their oddly entrancing music is not your standard indie rock and it should make for a unique live show. You can expect lots of horns - in a cool Menomena way, not an annoying Mighty Mighty Bosstones way. You'll also hear lyrics in a made up language [Side note: Icelandic isn't a real language. It's like Esperanto, Vulcan, or Polish. It doesn't really exist], and song titles featuring nothing but the letters j,n,ö, Þ, and ó.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Pony Excess

The Ponys -Monday, July 23, 2007 @ The Black Cat (Backstage) $10

Like an under-performing soccer team, the Ponys were relegated to the Back Stage at the Black Cat this past Monday, just days after holding the 1:30 Sunday afternoon time slot at the Pitchfork Music Festival, and after headlining the Black Cat's Main Stage back in March. Despite it being my week to pick a show, I was strong-armed into choosing The Ponys for a re-view of their performance (see earlier review: One Trick Pony). Well, strong-armed is over stating it, but let's just say I yielded my authority to the will of the RC membership. Lesson learned. Mob rule is no way to run anything - not even a mob.

There seemed to be some regret in having missed the Phonys while in Chicago, and it was stated several times that "everyone deserves a second chance" (try telling that to my ex). So that's what we did. We gave them another shot, this time in a more intimate setting.

We failed to motivate ourselves quickly enough to make it for opening act, Jay Reatard. That bummed out Jumbo Slice, and having listened to 25 seconds of "In the Dark" from their MySpace page, I think missing them may have been the biggest mistake of the night. But what's the deal with this band? They're from Memphis but put on the brit-punk accent? Didn't Ross do that on Friends once? Anyhow, point being - we missed the opening act.

There was a pretty good crowd for a Monday night, which I attribute to the mention in the Onion's A.V. Club. The show began with a lot of noise and technical difficulties. I agree with others that they were better Monday night than they were back in March, but I really didn't enjoy this band either time. I said it before and I'll say it again, this band is stuck in 1999, especially when it comes to their style. Let me remind those aspiring young rockers out there, I don't care how ambivalent you are to your own notoriety, you should dress the part of a rock star and make me envious of your lifestyle. The skeleton shirt only works if you are paying homage to Spinal Tap, and in that case it needs to be a glow-in-the-dark skeleton shirt.

Back to the music...again, I half-liked this band. At times I thought they brought out the rock and got the crowd shuffling their feet a bit, but no amount of reverb will cure the vocals of gigantisaurus Jered Gummere.

Here's a clip:

I featured the female member of the band in the middle of the clip because Jumbo Slice posed the question "Is she hot?" before we even got to the club. Survey says...
Not really.

Please don't make me see this band again. Once was enough, twice was too much.

I am the Steven Spielberg of Rock Club

Or perhaps his closest non-union equivalent, Esteban Spielbergo.

This is my entry into the DC Rock Club Film Festival, in the category of Best Documentary About Rock Club's Trip to the Pitchfork Music Festival in Chicago.

I was handicapped as Potsy and I were the only members to share our Chicago pix and video. Ah well. Let me know what you think:

Memories of Madchester

Below is a YouTube clip of the Stone Roses performing "Fool's Gold" on BBC's Top of the Pops in November 1989. Opinions differ but I think "Fool's Gold" was their best song and this performance took place just after it was released.

I was a college freshman in 1989 and I thought all the music coming out of Manchester was the balls. In a masterstroke, a group of dudes had thought to combine house music, electronica, and rock and roll, along with copious amounts of drug-taking. I jumped on the bandwagon with both feet and bought any release from the Stone Roses, Happy Mondays, Inspiral Carpets, 808 State, Charlatans, and many others besides.

Top of the Pops was a television show in the UK that ran from 1964 to 2006 featuring "live" performances from that week's chart toppers. Think Solid Gold, except not as good, as it did not feature all those choreographed dance scenes that always seemed to take place in a 1950s soda shop. We now know Top of the Pops best from the Art Brut show, where Eddie Argos* did a cool break/shout-out with it ("Art Brut--Top of the Pops, Jeff from the Spinto Band--Top of the Pops, Homeless Guy Outside Black Cat--Top of the Pops...).

This clip is interesting because Ian Brown, lead singer of the Stone Roses, had gotten into an argument with the producers of the show before the performance. Brown and the band wanted to do a live performance, but the producers insisted on them lip-synching to the track. The chimp-like Brown got the last laugh--at 1:40 of the video below, he "sings" the line I'm no clown/I won't back down/don't need you to tell me what's going down while holding the microphone above way over his head, in effect revealing that the "live" performance was anything but. Oooh, burn.

*By the way, Eddie Argos hates the Stone Roses. Here's what he said in a Guardian article about the most overrated "classic" albums in rock:

The Stone Roses, The Stone Roses
Nominated by Eddie Argos of Art Brut

They're totally overrated. Plus they covered Scarborough Fair. I don't understand why people still play their music in nightclubs - it makes me really angry. When I'm drunk in a club I usually end up arguing with the DJ who's playing them. The Stone Roses were an awful, awful band. They were uncharismatic, their lyrics are nonsensical and their music is dreary. Also, we have them to thank for Oasis, although at least Noel Gallagher is funny and Liam is a bit of a pop star. The Roses make me think of kids older than me swaggering around with bowl haircuts and affecting Manchester accents. It makes my skin crawl. And all their fans are so smug: "Oh, you don't understand it." I do understand it! It's ridiculous that it regularly gets voted in at the top of those "greatest British album ever" polls. They spawned a new thug-boy pop culture

Monday, July 23, 2007

Life Would Be So Different If I Had a Hippo

This is in no way rock-related but I challenge you to speak ill of this hippo.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

You're Gonna Die Soon

Second half punk.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Some Quick Record & Single Reviews

Okay, before you ask, no, I'm not working. My project is between funding periods and I'm waiting for the client to get off their asses and renew it. I'm basically in what the Catholics call "limbo"--can't take vacation, but ain't got much to do. Hence my prolific posting.

In Camera, Arthur & Yu: I heard the song "Come To View (Song for Neil Young)" on KEXP on bought the album. These guys sound like the Mamas and the Papas, but maybe just a little more drugged out. I'll bet Arthur wears an Astrakhan hat like John Philips did. Standout tracks are the aforementioned "Come To View," as well as "Lion's Mouth" and "The Ghost of Old Bull Lee." As far as shows, no dice--two shows in Washington state, then they're off to Japan. They'd be perfect for the Galaxy Hut. (Review: Pitchfork)

Astronomy For Dogs, The Aliens: As I mentioned in a prior post, these guys are the rump of the Beta Band and Lone Pigeon. If you liked those two bands, you'll like this, though not as much as their forebears. There's some sort of drama with iTunes, for some reason they're only selling eight tracks of the 11 track album. Best songs are "Setting Sun," "Robot Man," and "I Am The Unknown." "I Am The Unknown" is basically the "Dry The Rain" riff, which was also reprised on Lone Pigeon's Concubine Rice. Oh well, it's a great song, go ahead and do the John Fogarty and plagiarize yourselves. (Reviews: AMG, Pitchfork)

Imagine Our Love, Lavender Diamond: This one's been out for a while (well, May 07). Also, I am officially a gay man who loves Broadway, caberet and Judy Garland. I couldn't resist, the chick's voice is absolutely lovely. I could see this band playing the Birchmere (for $47.50 minus service fees, of course). The album drags in parts but the best songs are top-notch: see "Here Comes One" and "Oh No." Actually, on second thought, this band is perfect for Galaxy Hut as well. (Reviews: AMG, Pitchfork)

"Shopping For Blood," Franz Ferdinand: Off of the 2003 Darts of Pleasure EP. I'd heard this a couple of times and finally bought it. Sinister tempo with Alex Kapranos sounding like a mix of Iggy Pop and Mark E. Smith. It rules. (Reviews: AMG, Pitchfork)

"I Heard It Through The Grapevine," The Slits: Off of their 1979 album Cut. A great cover of a song that everyone's fucking tired of. I was upset that the only vid I could find on YouTube was of this song as the soundtrack to some goof playing Metal Gear Solid 3 on his xBox, but after watching it I'm thinking Metal Gear Solid 3 looks like a pretty boss video game. (Reviews: AMG, Pitchfork)

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Britt Daniel Interview

The Onion AV Club rules. They have good, short reviews for music, movies, books, DVDs, and video games. More often than not their judgments are correct in that, they agree with me.

Just kidding, sort of. Over the past six years or so I've looked into many of the books/bands/movies they were high on and agreed with them, after the fact.

They also have the Tolerability Index, which is funny, as well as Savage Love. They've added Random Rules lately, and a bunch of other shit that amuses me.

Today they posted an interview of Britt Daniel of Spoon that was really interesting (as were the comments after). Some tidbits:

  • On "The Underdog": "...it seemed like a Van Morrison song to me and then later a Paul Simon song..." (in the comments, one commenter notes that he left out Billy Joel, which is accurate).
  • On being a big rock star: "It surprises me when people expect me to be anything other than just a dude. I'm just a dude."
  • On his current playlist: "King Tubby. The Kinks. A.C. Newman. LCD Soundsystem."
  • On Spoon: "I think we're one of the best bands making records today, and do I think we should be selling more records than Maroon 5? Yeah, because I think we're better. That's if it were a just world. It's not a just world. Actually, why don't we put The Bravery in there instead? No, let's not use The Bravery. Who's a good band to use? [Interviewer]: Linkin Park? "Yeah! You can't get any worse than Linkin Park. Let's use that."
I agree, and I said as much at the show. I can't think of any other band that has consistently released as many high-quality albums--not singles, but albums--as Spoon has over the past decade.

Read the interview here. Also, here's the bio on King Tubby. I'd never heard of this dude, but he merits a War and Peace-sized bio on AMG, so he must be legit.

Who's Coming

Soon we will post about our experiences at the Pitchfork Festival, but in the meantime, here's a new Who's Coming post. As always, I only bother to note bands that I'm interested in, so this list may seem short to you. I've added a new feature, each band name is a link to their bio on AMG (where possible...).


  • Misty Returns to Chincoteague: The Ponys return, this time they're Backstage at the Black Cat. Last show was no great shakes but they're solid so I'd like to give it another try.
  • Orthodontists, Start Your Engines: 1990s at Rock and Roll Hotel, must see.
  • This Band Sucks: Apparently Deerhunter were excellent at Pitchfork. I missed it. I do know this guy gets hummers on-stage.
  • Save the Wales: Gruff Rhys was (is?) the lead singer of Super Furry Animals. I saw them twice in NYC when I lived there and they were excellent. This could be a really good show, or it could be some guy singing in Welsh for two hours. We have to take our chances.
  • Alien vs Predator: The Aliens are the remnants of the Beta Band/Lone Pigeon thing. I have the new album, I like it fine.
Open Wide and Say Aaaah; Jackie McKeown, 1990s



Black Cat
Mirah / Laura Veirs
Black Cat
The Ponys
RnR Hotel
Black Cat
RnR Hotel
Neil Hamburger / Pleaseeasaur
Black Cat
Bondo do Role
Black Cat
Black Lips
RnR Hotel
Gruff Rhys
RnR Hotel
The Aliens
RnR Hotel
Okkervil River

Friday, July 13, 2007

No, I'm not tired of it yet. I'll never get tired of it.

"It" being that old comedy crutch, Celebrity Lookalikes. Here we go:

Billy Corgan--Rat in a Cage

Count Orlok, Nosferatu--Eats Rats

Hardly A Smashing Success...

The more I look back, the more I feel this concert was a ridiculous spectacle. It's a shame the band that released two of my favorite albums (Gish and Siamese Dream) has fallen so much. Yet they still grasp for fame. Well, I shouldn't say they, I should say Billy Corgan. The blame clearly falls at his feet. Half the original band passed on this reunion sham. Jimmy Chamberlain is still there, but he's never left Billy's side. Perhaps he should.

I'll divide my comments into Four sections: "Oh, good!", "Oh, good God", "WTF", and "You Have to be Fucking Kidding Me".

"Oh, good!" - The good moments.

º Musically, the best moment was "Cherub Rock", the first encore. It flat out kicked ass.

º The surprise of the evening was running into Sacklunch at the show. We promptly headed to the basement bar for a drink. Take note: one of the main highlights was leaving the concert area. Not a good sign.

º Jimmy Chamberlain was solid on the drums. I always liked that guy. Back in the day I thought he was the best drummer in rock. I've since seen Janet Weiss play so I realize my earlier opinion was nonsense. Nonetheless, he can play.

º I didn't mind a few of the acoustic songs. Some find Billy's voice grating but I don't mind it so much.

º "Hummer" was another musical highlight. A few other songs were good at points, but none were better than average.

"Oh, good God" - The bad moments

º They didn't play much (if anything) off their first album, Gish, which was disappointing. "I Am One" and "Bury Me" are two of their best two songs. 90% of the songs seemed like filler. A couple songs from their early work would've been nice.
º Tarantula and Doomsday Clock are considered the "highlights" of the new album. They're decent at best but lose their appeal after a few listens. No real depth or lasting qualities. Is these songs really the best Billy can muster? Apparently they are.

"WTF" - Shit I couldn't explain or understand

º The balloon drop. Really? Are you kidding me?

º A barber shop quartet came out and sang as the intro for the band. Lame, lame, and lame.

º This Picture:

They actually handed out placards and created a fake campaign scene. Billy & Crew arrived in a old school limo with a fake security detail. They even had people "protesting" the Pumpkins. All very contrived. Inside the club there was bunting and flags everywhere, along with the previously mentioned balloon drop. I understand this was a "release party" for the new album, but it came off as resorting to gimmicks to distract from the inferior music.

º The guys dressed in modified orderlies uniforms (The Fat Boys did it better) while the bassist looked like a tarted up like Malibu Stacy doll ("Hi, I'm a bassist! Math is hard."). The get-ups contributed to the sense they were trying too hard.
º Corgan didn't address the crowd for the first 6 or 7 songs but when he finally did start he was very chatty. I thought his Bon Jovi comments kind of funny until Jim remarked that Bon Jovi had written more good songs than Corgan. I hated to admit it, but immediately I knew Jim was probably right. That realization made the whole spectacle even sadder.

"You Have to be Fucking Kidding Me" - self-explanatory

º The club was packed with people who don't go to many 9:30 shows. You know what that means: tools who think they're entitled to a four foot radius around them, people talking loudly during songs, everyone taking pictures w/ their camera phones, and worst of all, attempts to create a mosh pit. Plus, it was a total sausage fest. Of course, this isn't the Smashing Pumpkins fault, but it definitely made things a little worse.

º They played a 3 hour set. I appreciate them trying to give the people their moneys worth, but the E St. band these guys are not. There was no need to drag on that long. Had they shortened it to a normal 40 minutes set it would've been plenty. Thank God I ran into Sacklunch and we escaped downstairs for a while.

º Corgan hired a female bassist and pseudo Asian looking dude to round out the band. They looked less like band members and more like stand-ins. This was the Billy Corgan show, not the Smashing Pumpkins.

º The 2nd encore was a 20-minute, ear-bleeding rendition of "Gossamer". It was atrocious. Worst…encore…ever.

I give the Smashing Pumpkins a 2.4.

Life after Pitchfork

Heads Up

The week after next affords us with an opportunity to check out another crappy musical act in another crappy neighborhood. I propose we head to the Wonderland Ballroom on 7/26 to check out whatever Pilesar (not to be confused with Pleaseeasaur) is serving up. Here's a side interest of his (video production):

We haven't ventured to the Wonderland Ballroom yet, however given that we are in the midst of summer, we could also opt to return to Fort Reno. The alternative would be the Fort Reno show also on July 26th with the following line up:

Antelope, OmegaBand, Scanner Freaks

I'll entertain your thoughts if you have any...

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

The Fake Accents: 07/07/07 at the Galaxy Hut

Having been to a few Fake Accents shows already I expected a good time. I looked forward to this show in particular because they were sporting a three piece lineup for the first (and presumably only) time. A new bassist has been selected but he was out of the country, forcing the remaining Accents to get crafty. That meant one thing - cover songs.

After introducing themselves as The Face Accidents they played a straightforward rendition of a Pavement song (don't know which one - I'm terrible with song names). After that I didn't recognize any other songs. I guess three or four were Fake Accents originals that weren't on "The Big Disconnect". A few people shouted requests from the album, but the missing Accent meant those songs weren't viable options. No matter. The series of cover songs suited their playing style (more fire and passion than precision) - bands such as Flipper, Jonathon Richmond, Jay Reatard, and Psychedelic Horseshit (you read that correctly).

They were clearly not used to the three piece lineup so "We'll make do" became the motto of the night. Zack and Dave shared bass duties on a few songs. Each admitted they didn't have much experience but they handled the duties just fine. As usual Pete, the drummer, pounded away with fury. He beats the hell out the drums, treats them like a red-headed step child, he's pimp like, pissed off, Moon-esque, you get the picture. Zack plays, and sings, with an intensity and brashness that you don't see enough of these days. A band like Robbers on High Street could use some of his fiery presence to liven up their show.

For the last song they handed out noisemakers then launched into a punk-rock sonic assault with reckless abandon. The entire night they walked the line between bad and brilliant. The final song had them squarely on the brilliant side of the line. Overall, I liked seeing them play covers but it doesn't beat them playing my favorites off their album along with their new stuff. If you missed this show, be sure to check out their new lineup as they open for Get Him Eat Him on July 26th.

Two reviews down, one Smashing Pumpkins review to go.

The Redwalls and Robbers on High Street

At the last minute we decided to skip the Fiery Furnaces show and head to Iota to see The Redwalls (above) and The Robbers On High Street, but up first...

Baby Teeth

It appeared they bought their shirts at the Grand Ole Opry gift shop. This is unfortunate. Shortly after we got there something busted on the drum kit. While the lead singer tried to kill time with small talk and banter, we escaped to the back patio. I'm confident we didn't miss much.

Robbers on High Street

As the Robbers prepared to go on we settled at a table not far from the stage. In fact, it was the only table in the concert room. As someone who's lazy and finds standing a chore, I was pretty happy to have a seat for the show. It gave the even a dinner theater feel (as Potsy pointed out) and who doesn't like that? As the Robbers took the stage I noticed the collective weight of the band was around 132 lbs., putting them in the Featherweight division. As for the music, they have potential to be a Cruiserweight in Indie Rock but their performance was equal to their weight class. The Crispin Glover look-alike on bass should have been a dead giveaway.

Their music is most often compared to Spoon, but they're Spoonish in a Cold War Kids way - enjoyable but fall far short of the real thing. The first set of songs with the lead singer on acoustic guitar blended together. Nothing stood out as unique or distinct. After the singer switched to the electric guitar things picked up. There was an up tick in energy but it wasn't enough to get the crowd going. They finally cranked up the rock on their final song. It included a superfuzz guitar solo that brought the crowd to life just as their set was ending. They should have started with that song and then built off of it. Overall it wasn't bad, just not very engaging. I give Robbers On High Street a Rock Club rating of 4.9.

The Redwalls

They took the stage with a confident, energetic, and some might say, pompous attitude. They're a stylish group of lads (except the drummer's frat guy look) who've embraced the rock star image. I doubted I'd enjoy these guys because of their classic rock bent. Plus, I saw the lead singer leave the bathroom without washing his hands. Seriously, wash your fucking hands already. Anyway, they started off with "Hangman". Within 10 seconds they managed to get the crowd grooving and dancing, something the Robbers couldn't manage their entire set.

Unfortunately, Jimbromski couldn't make the show. He would've loved this band. They played '60's inspired Brit-Rock with style. It's right up his alley. He also would've approved of their guitar choices. They had a Rickenbacker looking bass and the guitarist actually played a modified parallelogram. They were wise to avoid the Flying V. Personally, I enjoyed how they continued to rock as their roadie scurried around the stage checking wires and setting up guitars. When we form our band, first thing I'm doing is hiring a guy to pretend to fix things onstage during the middle of songs. There's just something classic about that (and funny).

And now for Rock Club's favorite game: Separated at Birth. This was a good one. The lead singer is a dead ringer for Steve Nash of the Phoenix Suns. I thought Crispin Glover on bass for the Robbers was solid, but the Steve Nash look-alike wins. Okay, let's wrap this shit up. The Redwalls put on a lively and fun show. It went 3 or 4 songs too long, but that's better than going 90 minutes too long (check back for my Smashing Pumpkins review). I give The Redwalls a Rock Club rating of 7.1. I would've gone a higher, but the bassist said their new album was "going to drop" on Oct. 9th. I had to subtract a few points. That phrase just needs to die.

One review down, two to go. Up Next: the Fake Accents.

Video Testing...

This is a test of my video posting capabilities. I shot this vid, using my digital camera, of my dog (Babette) and my parents' dog (Coco) playing in my back yard a few months ago.

I'm thinking of trying to take some short movies while we're at the Pitchfork Festival in Chicago this weekend. Wish me luck.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I Beckon, They Respond

See, this is how it should work. I hear a band for the first time, I post something on DCRockClub.com about them, and then, as if by magic, they schedule an upcoming show at a local venue.

The 1990s will be appearing at the Rock and Roll Hotel on Friday, August 3. I posted a video by them here. They sound like Supergrass, a bit, I guess. They're certainly weird looking in the English-sort-of-way, like Supergrass. Anyway, they have a good sound, so let's check them out. This could be one of the last shows before the arrival of Jimbromski Jr., so I want to go out on a high note.

Here's another 1990s vid--the song is "You're Supposed To Be My Friend". I recognize this one from a commercial, although which one exactly I don't recall:

And one more, this is "See You At The Lights":

Monday, July 09, 2007

Tonight, Tonight

If you've read the comments from the last post, you'll notice my interweb savvy neighbor Jim scored two tickets to The Smashing Pumpkins show. Since Sage can't go, that means I'm in. I can't say I'm exactly excited for the show, just very curious.

Right now I'm streaming the new Smashing Pumpkins album Zeitgeist. It's a name only Jimbromski could love. You'll notice the cover art is equally ridiculous. The music? Meh. There are bits reminiscent the band's classic sound, but it's mostly stuff we've heard off Corgan's solo release and the last two Pumpkins albums (Adore and Machina/The Machines of God). Nonetheless, I'm hoping for a good show tonight. We'll see...

Thursday, July 05, 2007

I Am One...who's intrigued

The rumor of a surprise Smashing Pumpkins show at the 9:30 Club is true. The show is Tuesday, July 10th and tickets go on sale Friday morning at 10 AM via Tickets.com . They haven't said how much it'll cost but there is a two ticket limit per person. The question is whether we should even care.

I was a big fan when they released Gish and Siamese Dream. Things have gone downhill considerably since then. Anything Corgan has touched in the past 7 years has been a train wreck (remember Zwan?). However, I'm curious to see what the reformed band can do. Anyone else interested in getting tickets?

Monday, July 02, 2007

Founders Day

Continuing on the previous post--this week sees the first anniversary of Rock Club.

But first, please join me as we honor America:

Like America, Rock Club was born in strife, of the efforts of giants. Here is our founding document, our Declaration of Independence. Remember when Nicolas Cage tried to steal this e-mail?

Okay, it's hard to read in it's original format. Here's the text:

In response to [Jumbo Slice's] e-mail regarding upcoming shows, I had a thought. Actually, I had a thought before seeing [Jumbo Slices] [sic] e-mail, but anyway. Being a married, middle-aged guy with a kid, I need some sort of weekly night out/escape from my domestic life. I like going to shows, you all like going to shows, so let's try to go to a show once a week. I propose that each week someone picks out a show they would like to see and then we all have to attend. I think it is a good excuse to get out of the house on a weekly basis, and [Potsy] can use the time to either listen to music, or ( [sic] in [Jumbo Slice's words, "crush some ass." Anyway, who's down? Let's discuss. BTW, I won't be in town the last week of July so I can't go see Axelson's band at Ft. Reno. I am going to try and listen to some of the other bands and see if I might want to check them out.

[Sack Lunch]

So it's only been one year, and yet in that short time DC Rock Club has accomplished more in that time than, say, Canada has accomplished since the British North America Act on July 1, 1867. Well done, men. Well done.

Happy Birthday Rock Club

America was born in July. So was Rock Club. Coincidence?