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You and me on the floor
Sep. 19th, 2009 02:42 amTonight's concert roundup:
Deviant UK - Entertaining, and possibly good, but damn--when Jay Smith sings, Gary Numan feels a disturbance in the force. And maybe if you're going to sing like Numan, you shouldn't also swipe his god & heaven leit motifs.
Mentallo & the Fixer - Aww, so adorable, especially for not having played in three years. Sadly they did not play "Tachyon", or "Burnt Beyond Recognition", or "Mother of Harlots".
Project Pitchfork - I am shallow. Peter Spilles is hawt. No, really. Hawt. Also a brave little toaster for singing while he was all raspy and cold-ridden. (Many girls and several boys in the front seemed determined to catch his cold, given how they were pressing their drinks on him.)
The crowd featured the Most Adorable Couple Ever, even if one half was embarrassing everyone in the front by screaming at Peter nonstop and the other half kept whipping me in the face with his hair. They were adorable enough that I overlook these things. I may immortalize them in fiction.
Deviant UK - Entertaining, and possibly good, but damn--when Jay Smith sings, Gary Numan feels a disturbance in the force. And maybe if you're going to sing like Numan, you shouldn't also swipe his god & heaven leit motifs.
Mentallo & the Fixer - Aww, so adorable, especially for not having played in three years. Sadly they did not play "Tachyon", or "Burnt Beyond Recognition", or "Mother of Harlots".
Project Pitchfork - I am shallow. Peter Spilles is hawt. No, really. Hawt. Also a brave little toaster for singing while he was all raspy and cold-ridden. (Many girls and several boys in the front seemed determined to catch his cold, given how they were pressing their drinks on him.)
The crowd featured the Most Adorable Couple Ever, even if one half was embarrassing everyone in the front by screaming at Peter nonstop and the other half kept whipping me in the face with his hair. They were adorable enough that I overlook these things. I may immortalize them in fiction.
