I still haven't gotten that burrito.
Yeah,
Dinosaur was worth the thirty-five bucks. It's rare for a band to make almost no effort to interact with a crowd outside the music and still hold fifteen hundred or so people utterly captive for ninety minutes. I don't know the completely accurate setlist, but they played pretty much everything that they did in Atlanta, but with the addition of "Little Fury Things". I think Lou might have talked between a couple songs, but I'm pretty sure J didn't say a damn thing all night. Might be wrong, though.
I've heard a lot of shit about them, and the audience absolutely despised them, but I thought the
Majik Markers were great. You've got to respect a band that's willing to put themselves in a position to be totally hated by several hundred people.
The show was early, and we were out of the Avalon by quarter to ten. The Avalon's on Lansdowne, right across the street from Fenway. They were playing "Sweet Caroline", and yet folks were streaming out of the ballpark exits. Obviously it was some sort of blow-out, and from the general mood on the street it was also obviously Boston's game over the Yankees. Mingling in such a festive atmosphere immediately after an excellent, seemingly impossible concert was really quite nice. And then Qdoba had to fuck with my goodtimes by closing an hour early. I had the taste of burrito in my mouth all the way home. I had to make do with a mediocre turkey sandwich from Marty's, a place that served my wife rancid meat the last time we ate there. What the fuck, Qdoba?
UPDATE:
SA pointed out that
Bradley's Almanac has the entire show up
here. And if you received a call from me Friday night, and heard nothing but a loud obnoxious hum, with (maybe) an almost indiscernable bassline behind it, that was me doing my best DJ impersonation. Sorry, I was psyched.