Get Your Swerve On
TONIGHT, TONIGHT, TONIGHT
If you’re down at First Friday, stop by the brand-new Phenom men’s clothing store. It used to be BBlaze, which was on 39th Street, but it moved to the Crossroads — and we welcome it heartily. Browse the threads and listen to beats provided by Sike Style and Miles Bonny.
Record Bar Doris Henson’s final (*sob*) show, with the upcomingly great Republic Tigers
Le Brick Kelihans, Valient Thorr and Last of the V8s (This one’s already in print, but it bears repeating.)
Davey’s Uptown Ramblers Club Tenderloin, tonight and tomorrow. Again, I repeat.
Mike’s Tavern Full Day Affair and Mach Rocket 3000. Pop from St. Louis versus WTF? Sounds pretty fuckin’ rad, man!
Five reasons to see Cyndi Lauper tonight at the Uptown, according to a writer who saw her play St. Louis last night:
1. The night before her show, she was spotted in town at sorta-scuzzy gay bar called The Complex, exciting pretty much every person there and inciting a phone chain that got one of my friends out of her pajamas to get there.
2. She did an a cappella version of the Goonies theme song, seemingly impromptu.
3. She played the dulcimer(!) for “All Through the Night” and “Time After Time” (the latter being my favorite song).
4. Stories she told included how she scared Bob Dylan after they all recorded “We Are the World” (her imitation of Dylan backing away from her was priceless), a daydream that Davy Jones of the Monkees knocked her up, and why she doesn’t dye her hair anymore: because she has a kid in school and doesn’t want to be the “freakazoid mom.”
5. Her voice sounded really damn great, and she danced like a Muppet, mostly in her bare feet. She also played 15-20 minutes longer than her set time.
SATURDAY
Record Bar Nomathmatics (sexy DJs doing �80s and new wave) vs. Unknown Pleasures, a Joy Division tribute featuring some dudes from another band
The Brick Lovers in Transit, Republic Tigers and Baby Birds Don’t Drink Milk (now with Harry Anderson, ex-Golden Republic, on bass)
Davey’s See above.
Mike’s — Stem Cell Awareness show with the ACBs, Abileen, the Brisbanes, and Gang of Hours. All singing, all rocking, all stem-celling.
SUNDAY
Rest.
Or go see Cursive in Lawrence, where all the cute Nebraska dames’ll be looking for a smart boy like you to buy them a vodka cranberry.
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I’m off to my pedicure, love. I promise that soon, I’ll produce a riveting diary entry on how marvelous the International Playboys, Season to Risk and NoMeansNo were last Wednesday at the Record Bar.
Ta ta. Don’t drive intoxicated, and don’t eat all the cucumber sandwiches before your auntie gets to them.
