Sorry for not updating. I made a deal with myself that unless something really annoyed me, I wouldn't mention it. I figure that my good posts are the ones where I was legitimately pissed off. I would hate to waste your time writing about mere annoyances.
Well, here I am, three days later, with nothing to write about. So, I offer you this story from the Pretty Girls Make Graves/Giant Drag show.
I was there to see Giant Drag. What can I say, they are one of my favorites. So, anyhoo, I was really excited to see them up close at the Black Cat. The only other time I saw them was from wayyyyyy far away in the 9:30 Club balcony.
Fuck that. I wanted to be up close.
Well, Giant Drag, who is fronted by this super-skinny woman, Annie Hardy, walks on stage. And some hipster girl behind me is all, like, "Eat something!" The singer took it well by mentioning her fast metabolism, but, WTF!?
I understand that this was the opening band. That means that there was a super-likely chance that this heckler was there to see Pretty Girls Make Graves. But, why would you do that? Yelling at someone who doesn't have the right image? That's such a hyper-pretentious New York thing to do. Shame on her.
I do kind of agree with the sentiment. I mean, the singer was totally skinny. If I knew her in "real life," I would probably tell her to gain some pounds. But what does heckling her accomplish? Who are other people to judge what this woman looks like?
Anyways, Giant Drag kicked ass, Pretty Girls Make Graves was very good, and the Black Cat continued to not demand $6 for a 12oz beer like the awful 9:30 Club. A pox on the 9:30 Club!
So, all around, good show. I certainly hope that the next awesome show I go to doesn't involve hipsters from the peanut gallery telling people if they're too skinny (or too fat). That's pretty unacceptable behavior...
Unless Nicole Ritchie starts touring. Damn, Girl, she needs to gain some weight!