sonic retribution for nagasaki

saw guitar wolf last night at the knitting factory to a sold out crowd. a band called the ladykillers opened. just because you name your band the ladykillers, does not actually mean you are ladykillers. they weren't bad, if only they played for 10 minutes, but they kept going and going and going and it was so boring. the singer is horrible. they should get a hot girl since they're all frat boy looking anyways. the blond guitar player looked like lupis in the bad news bears. the singer was veering to fat elvis. and the other guy just looked like a ucla frat guy. eew.

guitar wolf was great. i am convinced the drummer is a robot. guitar woof let a girl come on stage and play guitar and she had no idea how but it was great anyway. then he jumped into the audience and made his way to the table next to ours and was almost hanging off the heating duct. little jen got in there and played his guitar. that ruled.

i drank four redbulls and today i'm detoxing from it. not too many pointy shoes, lots of expensive japanese denim, and some sf-looking haircuts, but mostly it was a rock'n'roll crowd. they were really tight and put on a fanfuckingtastic show. way better then the cramps the last time i saw them. goodbye guitar woofera!