desidiosus equus inefficax

Translation- loosely, this means "lazy = unproductive". This of course being a statement about me. I'm not being self-centered nor am I being defensive. I am merely pointing out the obvious and thus alluding to the cause for an absence of recent posts.



Most recently, the only thing worth mentioning is a recently attended concert. The venue: The Chameleon Club, the headliner: Anberlin... I'm not sure why this place is called The Chameleon Club. Despite it's drab, brick appearance and its ability to blend in with the surroundings, it failed to change color, and this camouflage failed to fool the few hundred fans that made their way through the entrance at 6pm on Wed. May 2nd.

The opening act was PlayRadioPlay. That's enough. I don't feel the need to grace them with any sort of hyperlink. Fortunately, they weren't on stage too long. Following them was Jonezetta. I thought these guys were pretty good. http://www.purevolume.com/jonezetta I'll let you decide for yourself (yourselves, making the leap that assumes more than one person might read this). The next band was Daphne loves Derby. Not only will I not provide a hyperlink, but I will not look up the name to confirm the spelling of Derby(ie). Their moment of redemption came when they closed with Hey Jude. This of course quickly became a crowd sing-along - swaying to and fro the whole time.

As mentioned earlier, Anberlin was the main attraction. http://www.purevolume.com/anberlin I became a huge fan in a short period of time. I had heard a handful of songs prior to the concert and bought tickets based on that limited sample. *As an aside- How about how Ticketmaster reached deep into my pockets and took me for an extra 50% after surcharges and fees.* Moving on... The performance was great. The music was good, and the band was personable. After leaving the stage and returning for an encore, they pulled out the acoustic guitars and treated everyone to a cover of Radiohead's Creep. It was a great ending to a great experience. Much to my dismay, I neglected to bring my camera. My proof of attendance is a CD, two blurry camera phone pics, and two clips that only verify I was somewhere with a subject in motion and blaring static as the audio accompaniment. Maybe I'll get another chance someday.