Polk Street Music District
Man, I can't get enough of this blog today.Next week, the Polk Street Music District will spring to life once more at Kricket's bar. We call it the Pit. It's a term of endearment, I swear.
The Flappybats have been working dilligently on our set since...well since the last show, at the end of February. As it turns out, we were playing on February 18, the tenth anniversary of Bob Stinson's death. As usual, we did a bunch'a Replacements songs, but this time, we did 'em in Bob's honor. It was too much of a coincidence to just let pass unmentioned. I like to think that Bob was looking down on us from above, saying "You got it wrong, idiots!!"
As I mentioned before, we went and saw Westerberg the very next Friday, which only rekindled the desire to play that 'Mats set again. You'd think that seeing the same guy play two days in a row, and playing a good dozen of his songs over and over for the month prior, one would get a little burned out on him. Didn't happen. I'm a geek. Can't help it. Don't care to try.
Next month, we'll cover Ramones, the Jam, maybe Johnny Thunders...who knows. But this month, it's the much awaited (on my part) sequel to our Replacements set. I have high hopes, because I think we're getting some of these songs down, and that's fun.
Here's what we've been working on, in no particular order:
Little Mascara
Left of the Dial
The Ledge
Another Girl, Another Planet
Portland
Talent Show
Valentine
In Between Love & Like
Seein' Her
Skyway
Can't Hardly Wait
I'm sure we'll find some way to humiliate ourselves.
It's a fun time. If you live in Phoenix, (does anybody read this thing?) go to the corner of 1st Street and Polk and listen for the godawful caterwauling and bad guitars, blaring out of tune. That sound you hear will be us, living our pathetic rock n roll dreams.
posted by Dale Ingram @ 3:18 PM
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