Peaches!

Aug 17, 2001
As far as days go, this one was a doozy! I woke up very late after a bad nightmare. Natasha called and told me that Peaches was playing at Emos. Despite it being a school night, her super-cool mom let her rock her tits off till 2am. And rock we did! We headed downtown and parked at the Teacher's Association parking lot. As we walked past what was the old Caucus club a man in a business suit insisted that we take a look around the insides of "Le Prestigio". So we did. It was really swank inside and the band didn't suck. When we walked in everybody looked at us all weird. It seemed like the people watching the band were paid to sit there. The vibe was very strange. On the way out I told the gentleman, "you've got a nice space here". He thanked me. I asked him if he advertised in the Chronicle. He said "we don't advertise". "How are ya supposed to know who's playing?" "ya play it by ear". I gave him an "uh huh" look. Then he said "maybe we'll advertise". I smiled. :) <--- like that

Natasha and I joked later that the place was run by "Le Mafia". And you better not mess when them or you'll end up sleeping with "Le Fishes".

Japanic opened up for Peaches and they ROCKED. The lead singer could really shake his groovy thang. He jumped out into the audience and hugged on everybody and sang in their face too. I love that kinda stuff. Some redneck homophobic guy in front of us sassed off to him. After the show Natasha thanked him for a good show and I appologized for the asshole. He said that it was OK and that the guy "didn't know what he was talking about." Very cool. Men who can dance. Good times! Natasha said he moved like beck. He had that skinny white-boy wiggle goin' on.

I bought Natasha a "XXX Peaches" t-shirt which I'm gonna take a picture of and get it up here for y'all asap. Hello Nurse! :) Peaches took the stage and the crowd roared like a lion. That reminds me, Wesley Willis is coming to Emos! If you don't know Wesley Willis, let me give you the 411: An obese mildly retarded ex-homeless black man speaking over a drum machine about various things. And the song on the drum machine doesn't change. It's the same beat for every song. He's a legend. Needless to say, I wanna go.

So she took the stage and the crowd roared like a lion! She sang and stripped and hopped around stage with her mullet. We boogied our bootys off right up front near the stage. The music sounded a lot better 1 foot away from our heads than it did at Coney Island a few weeks previously. She's from Brooklin. She has a mullet and she knows how to use it. She "doesn't give a fuck". And that's all you need to know. Oh yeah, here's her website.

I bumped into Mellisa online tonight. We met at the Makeoutclub party last week. She's pretty rad. She wears those sexy "geek chic" glasses. Go read her site.

There is a University of Texas Linux mailing list thing that I subscribe to. Last night a mail came across looking to fill unix administration positions with a local game company. I stayed up all night updating and polishing my resume up. It sounds very promissing. Cross your fingers for me.

Daddy needs a new pair of shoes.