this is the bookmill:
this is who played:
he goes by ralph white, is a fixture of the austin scene, and plays the banjo, accordian, wooden banjo, fiddle and kalimbas. i was charmed and impressed.
oh, and thurston moore and kim gordon were there.
matt and i were in line to get beerz and they were in front of us, ordering dinner (she got beef stew, he got the sausage plate.) i felt weird and didn't know where to look. i didn't like the sweater kim gordon was wearing, but what can you expect from a woman in her forties who is designing a line for urban outfitters? the king of western mass played new sonic youth stuff that he only half knew, dropping the pages of lyrics and chord progressions that he had chosen to balance precariously on his knee. but he's thurston moore and this is western mass and it was a thirty person show at a bookstore, so i am in no way complaining, though he did have his sneakers laced in a bizarre, distracting way.
kim gordon sat behind me and matt and i wondered what she thought about my hair. but it was nice to hear the new stuff, even though it sounded a lot like the old stuff, and it was lovely to wear shoes and talk to strangers and drink delicious beer, and it was lovely to finally have a sonic youth sighting out here in glorious western, ma, even if i felt weird.
shows just kind of make me want to go home and eat carrot cake, so that's exactly what we did.
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Famous people! Beer! Sausage! Western Mass has it all!
I wonder if Vienna or Munich have many famous people, because if they did I could plug their cities into the leading sentence as well. I won't do it, though, but will instead leave it as an exercise for the reader.
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