I started out at Grammers. While I swore up and down that I wasn't going to see a bunch of local bands, I really wanted to see Caribou. I also really like Enlou, and there's never a problem with seeing the Seedy Seeds. So, I enjoyed the last couple of songs in Enlou's set first. As always, they sounded smooth and the Grammers tent is a good place for shows.
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| Enlou performs at the Grammers tent. |
Now I will complain a bit about the unnecessarily overpriced drinks. If the bands are getting a chunk of the overhead then that's fine. $4 for a PBR in a small plastic cup (I think it was at least a pint) is a bit offputting, but like I said. If the overhead is going to the bands, fine. I did only pay $30-odd dollars for three days of unlimited venue access and busses to cart me around - though apparently people say that, as usual, the metro doesn't know what its doing. I haven't even tried. I miss the Scions.
At any rate, the Seedy Seeds played next. I'm actually kind of stoked I saw their show. I've seen them so much that I only half paid attention, until they debut a new song that they had been tweeting about all week. I was very excited to hear what they came up with, and I have to say, it was pleasantly different from their usual stuff. Come to think of it now, their "usual stuff", while it does have a signature sound, does not sound all alike. That being said, the new song has a more chilled out, slower, almost intentionally lower key vibe about it and I liked it. Good job!
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| The Seedy Seeds perform at the Grammers Tent. |
There was about an hour's wait to get Caribou on the stage. Everyone was pissed. The tweets were hilarious. People were leaving. Others were trying to convince people that it wasn't the band's fault. I don't really know what was going on. There were sound problems of some time - I'm not sure if it was the booth, the stage, or the instruments. I didn't really let myself get annoyed until the end, but I stuck around. It was an awesome set.
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| Caribou plays at the Grammers Tent. |
About halfway through Caribou's set, I decided I was going to head over to Blue Wisp to catch some friends and try to con them into going to Below Zero for "Not Blood, Paint". I did run into one of my friends who helps run a local label and pitched an idea to her... (ooooh, secretive) But shortly after parting ways, my left eye's contact lens got all scewy. So, at 11:15 Friday night at MPMF, this son of a bitch had to drive home with a fucked up contact lens. By the time I got home safely, I was so pissed that I said "fuck it" and stayed home. Didn't want to drive back downtown in my glasses only to find that by the time I parked, I'd see the last five minutes of NBP's set. So needless to say, it was a shitty end to a potentially great night, which was nobody's fault.
Let's hope that Saturday can redeem the ballsuck that was Friday.





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