The Automatik

The Howlin’ Wolf
October 25, 2001

Honestly, I didn’t even think I was going to go to this show. I was dog-tired from driving to and from a conference in Baton Rouge that day (three hours total on-the-road time) and I was going to have to drag my ass out of bed the next day for yet another long trek to day two of the conference. Plus, the massive hype that is The Strokes had me pretty well convinced I’d never find a parking space, much less get in. I tried to take a nap before the show, but I was too keyed up to sleep. I figured I’d cruise by, check out the scene, and take it from there.
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House of Blues
September 22, 2001

His name’s Rhett “Handsome” Miller, he’s a serial lady-killer
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Shim Sham Club
June 6, 2001

You must understand that I’ve been a tremendous fan of Jim (Foetus) Thirlwell since I was 14. After the first time I heard “Throne of Agony” on our local college radio station, I became a devotée. Although I was never able to see him live, I couldn’t forget the man and his sonic sinfulness. When the Gash tour stopped here in 1995, I knew I would not miss it. I stood there in front of the stage, quaking with anticipation, my knees actually shaking until the man himself swaggered out, through a cloud of smoke, wearing a white tuxedo and living up to all my teen fantasies.
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This past spring, for the first time ever, and with no ironic intentions, I went to see Rick Springfield live. What can I say? It was amazing. Never mind that he’s old enough to be my dad, he’s still actually cute. A few more wrinkles around the eyes maybe, but that winning smile is still there.
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