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The Porter & Mayer Hawthorne

Last Friday we had tickets to see Mayer Hawthorne at the Variety. Beforehand we met friends at The Porter for dinner. We started with the Belgian fries and they were ridiculous. Slathered in garlic oil. So good.

The vegan option at The Porter is the black bean burger. Oh, look, more fries. Now, given the reputation The Porter has for their food, I was expecting a little more from this black bean burger. It was .. okay. Not bad at all, just nothing memorable about it. Although that red pepper mustard was delicious.

Beer was consumed as well. I started with a Hopscotch, then dialed back the % to a Terrapin Easy Rider. It was like going from Winter to Summer. Easy Rider could become a regular summer beer.

We didn’t arrive at the venue until towards the end of the opener’s set. And our favorite seats were already taken. So we headed to the balcony. We found a pair with a perfect view except for the people shuffling to and from the stairs.

We first saw Mayer Hawthorne as an opener for Chromeo. Even if you aren’t 100% into the Motown, blue-eyed soul kind of music he puts out, the show is fantastic. It really is a good time.

And here’s a better view from the floor. These days there’s no need to be that person holding up their phone or camera the whole show because someone else definitely will.

Plum Bistro & Portishead

Of course we went to Plum Bistro while we were in Seattle. The raving about the Mac & Yease could not be ignored. It seemed like it might be healthier than Soul Vegetarian’s but just as creamy and tasty. What put it over the top for me was the crusty bits.

We also got a plate of sliders, three different types, that we cut up in pieces so we could all try them. And their slider size is about normal home burger size.

My entrée was Fennel Grilled Tempeh with a polenta cake and greens.

I think Kevin had the Country Fried Seitan Steak sandwich. But I’m not sure. It looks more like that than the Crazy Jamaican.

Taylor & Kevin full of noms.

And, later that evening, the whole reason for the trip, Portishead. This was easily one of the best sounding shows I’ve ever seen. The crowd was so respectful that they held most cheering and noise for between songs. Everyone was nearly silent.

 

An old favorite

Nice to see an old favorite alive and kicking. I’ve seen it live a couple of times, danced to hundreds of times and listened to it thousands but just Ian and a guitar is new to me.

Ian McCulloch – “The Killing Moon (acoustic)” from THE CULTURE OF ME on Vimeo.

Dinner and a show, eh

Sunday night we went to see Thievery Corporation with some friends. Beforehand, we grabbed dinner at R. Thomas Deluxe Grill. R. Thomas is one of those places where just about everyone can be satisfied. They have some meaty stuff, vegetarian, vegan, raw. They usually have a vegan desert too. While I do feel kind of bad for the birdies in cages outside, it’s a good place to go with mixed company.

They have several bowls that can be vegan. I got the Lucky Green Tea Bowl. Except they were out of bowls, so it’s on a platter. Doesn’t matter, it ate up fine. Tofu and veg stir fry in a miso green tea sauce on top of quinoa with pickled cabbage (I think) and a pile of greens. Half satisfied me and I ate the other half for lunch the next day.

Beth was sitting across from me and got one of the raw dinners, #2 I think. I enjoy getting them from time to time.

Thievery Corporation was really good. Ton of people on stage. At least 5 vocalists. Three encores. You can kind of see in the picture how packed the stage was with stuff. One of the last songs of the night they had a bunch of girls from the audience come up and dance on stage. There was one that looked kind of like Kate Gosselin and was doing the most awkward booty dance I’ve ever seen. She was also apparently dry-humping the sitar player. I’m sorry I missed that. Or not.

View from the old folks seats in the top balcony

View from the old folks seats in the top balcony

San Francisco Re-cap

Good grief am I behind! I think I’d better just quickly recap the San Francisco trip and move on.

So, I left you all at Cha-Ya and promised Maggie Mudd porn. For the porn, you’ll just have to head over to my flickr account. I had a cup with lychee coconut and tarmack (peanut butter chocolate goodness). Yeah, that’s a strange combination, but I wanted them both and didn’t want a huge amount. That didn’t stop me from digging into Kevin’s waffle cone banana split. But he needed the help. It was HUGE.

Saturday morning, we went to Alcatraz. It’s about the only touristy thing I really enjoy doing in San Francisco. I mean, you get a boat ride, 2 even, views of the city, views of the bridges, views of Alcatraz. Stomping around Alcatraz with your little headset you get all edumacated. Plus there are some amazing photo opportunities.

While we were down that way, we had to check out the sea lions. They’re stinky but really cute! On several of the docks, the males were having wrestling matches. One would stake claim to his dock and challengers would fling themselves up on it and wrestle with him until one of them was pushed off. On other docks, sea lions were just sleeping away ignoring all the barking going on.

Next, lunch at Herbivore, Divisadero where we had a shwarma war. Kevin got the “chicken” shwarma and I got the regular one. I think it was kind of a draw. But I will say that the seitan they used in mine wasn’t very shwarma like. It was cut in strips instead of slices. And it wasn’t seasoned like I would season shwarma. Oh, and of course, there was dessert, chocolate cake.

After that, we went to Zeitgeist to meet my friend Lisa. I hadn’t seen her since ’98. So we had fun catching up and I got a little loopy on 2 margaritas. Oh, and while we were there, someone I used to work with at Kinko’s said “hey.” Wow. So he gave me the rundown on a few people we used to work with. Small world and all that.

Saturday night we went to see Goldfrapp at the Warfield. The sound guy needed to be fired, but even so, it was a good show. And Alison said she was sick but she still managed to belt out a pretty full show. Unlike Elizabeth Fraser back when I saw the Cocteau Twins a million years ago. But I’m not still bitter…

Sunday, we managed to sneak in a breakfast at Herbivore, Valencia, before we had to go to the airport. I had the tofu rancheros and Kevin got the french toast. And we shared it up like we do. Both were great, but I really liked the batter on the french toast. It was a lot thicker than I’ve had it come out for me. I need to play with that because it made it that much better. We got blueberry cornbread for the plane and Kevin also got a doughnut. But since one of the kitchen guys splattered me with ketchup, I got a doughnut too! The cornbread was sweet and almost more like cake. The doughnut was also cake-like rather than, whatever the other kind is called. Good though and a really unhealthy way to end the short vacation.

Deep in the night…

When you find out Günther & the Sunshine Girls are playing your town, wait “playing”, how can you not go? And if it wasn’t for Kevin’s obsession with Günther (you can thank me later) I probably would have never found out about the show. Thank you soooo much for that. No really!

So it was pretty much what we expected in terms of performance. Günter moving from catalog pose to catalog pose while blonde chickies danced it up. All lip syncing of course. A little crowd chit chat in between. I think they were a little surprised that the crowd consisted largely of dudes. It was particularly amusing when they asked the crowd if there were any golddiggers out there and a bunch of dudes are shouting “YEAHHHH!!!” Someone else took a video of Pussycat that really captures the sausage fest aspect of the evening:

I got a partial video of the Christmas Song, but it’s not nearly as good since I wasn’t all up in the nest of dudes down front:

I’m sure a ton of videos will show up on the youtubes. There were plenty of people taking them.

Also part of the entertainment for the evening was a couple dry humping before and during the show. What made it even better was that the woman was wearing a spandex dress reminiscent of the best Contempo Casuals had to offer in 1988. It was essentially backless with a band around hold the top up at about bra level then material started again just above the ass crack. Or just below the ass crack which was the case much of the evening for this woman. Fabulous! Here’s a crackless view for you:

dry humping at günther & the sunshine girls

Anyway, I didn’t get very good pics, but the rest are here.

Gogol Bordello

gogol bordello at the roxy in atlanta, ga 10/19/07

Wow. Let me say that again….WOW! Non-stop, high-energy, great bunch of bouncy fun. I don’t care what kind of music you like, if you get the chance to see Gogol Bordello, do it. I was with a group of people who have all been to many, many shows and we were all basically in agreement that this was at the very least in our top five shows of all time.

Since we’re old, we got to the Roxy early and nabbed the front row of the balcony so we could sit on our asses.  The sold out crowd did Atlanta proud by being every bit as energetic as the band. I’ll have to say that Atlanta does seem to give good crowd compared to some other cities. And I was able to get a few shots with my iPhone which didn’t come out too badly.

There was also an afterparty at Lenny’s, so, what the hell, we headed over there. The band showed up and Eugene Hütz, the lead singer, was the DJ. Good stuff, but since we’re all old, and the smoke was getting to us, we left around 1:15AM or so. I was driving, so there was no drinking enough to get me dancing anyway.

Kittens enjoy new music

Because I’m obsessive about stats, I logged into last.fm from work to check out my music stats. And it said I was currently listening to something. Hmmm. Oh, I know. The cats have apparently walked across my ibook and started up itunes. Apparently they’re listening to my “recently added” playlist. I hope they enjoy it. Actually, they won’t hear it because my computer is set to stream the audio to my stereo and my stereo isn’t on. Anyway, hooray for cats! I wonder what else they’ve been up to?

I heard an “oy”

I was listening to The Gothic Archies The Tragic Treasury: Songs From A Series of Unfortunate Events and I heard an “oy.” No really. Hmmm…could it be? My googling reveals that it is reported here and there that Stephin Merritt was raised Buddhist, but is Jewish by birth. Very interesting! Seriously, check this out.

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