The yearly Blowout Pre-Party is now behind us, but before we delve into last night's memories, let's get this out of the way: How 'bout those new bracelets, huh? FANCY FABRIC! Though more aesthetically pleasing than the "Was-I-at-Blowout-or-the-hospital?" plastic ones of yore, I'm not so sure I like them better. Though people who don't shower or wash their hands will not experience this, there is something gross about having a wet piece of fabric on your wrist, particularly when it is cold outside. But I'm just thankful that there's no smoking this year - otherwise that bracelet would be like a wet ash tray on your wrist. For days. I feel sick just thinking about it.
When I got there, Darling Imperial was on the new Magic Stick Lounge stage. I haven't seen them play in awhile, and was really surprised by their sound - a lot tighter and stronger. Lead vocalist Sarah Sadovsky looked and sounded a lot more confidant - also more growly! I like it.
Next up was FAWN on the Magic Stick stage. I don't feel I can really be objective at this point. I love this band. When their record comes out in the Spring, I really do fear I will refuse to listen to anything else for the rest of the year. The sound was a little off for that stage, but FAWN still sounded good. And thanks to the Christian Doble stylized amps and bass drum head art their gear looked good too. Did I mention I'm counting down the days until they release their record?
After that the Motor City Rah-Rahs came out and did a number, which was followed by a Julie Hecker tribute video. It was a nice touch. Julie was important to a lot of people in this city and for good reason. Detroit lost a good cheerleader when she died, and cheerleaders are something this city can't really have too many of - especially now. There was a table set up collecting donations for a college fund for Julie's kids. I hope they raised some money, and I hope those kids stay right here in Michigan after they graduate and do awesome things.
Lettercamp got started a little late for whatever reason, so there was some unnecessary lag time and I started to get antsy. But Liz Wittman and her boys (which I think was an alternate possible name for the band at the beginning) made up for it with their kick ass set. Though they've been known to do a superbly fun version of Hall & Oates' "Private Eyes," last night's audience was treated to a the White Stripes' "The Denial Twist."
Tonight is the start of full immersion Blowout! Also the weather report said something about possible freezing rain or ice pellets or some such terrible nonsense? Lovely. But as wise Buddha would say, "After the (freezing) rain washes away the tears/ And all of the pain/Only after the (freezing) rain/ You live again (to go to another night of Blowout)." Om.