i really will sing in your band.
houston.they broke up. agh. another one! in true indie rock style, houston split up. fuck.
this makes me think. normally, i listen to music while i blog. ...and while i do anything in my room. or anywhere. but this is important. i'm turning it off.
it starts with shiner. see the life and times in my links. allen i love you. anyway. shiner's last show in KC was indescribable. they were and are my all-time favorite band and it's an understatement (this whole post is an understatement) to say i have nothing but good memories of shiner and the rock they've given me. at their last show, i had only this crappy kodak disposable camera and most of the pictures i took were utter shit, the flash highlighted the smokey air and not the band. the viewfinder was off. many of the pictures were me putting my hand up in the air and clicking the button. but i didn't care, because it was more important it to me to be surrounded by shiner fans rocking out and loving every second of the most incredible show of our lives and remembering that feeling than it was to be lugging around my nice camera and having to focus and worry about where my lens cap was. and the picture that mattered most- the one of me and allen- turned out beautifully. so who gives a shit?
my ears screamed for the next two days. the feeling i had during that show was beyond euphoric. it was so loud that the pumping from the amps beat my heart for me.
houston played for shiner at that show.
i had seen houston a handful of times before but never paid any attention to them because i only cared about shiner. that and i was watching out for allen around the bar hoping he'd walk past me. so the first time i saw houston, and was there strictly for houston, i loved it. and them. they were the second rock show i ever saw in chicago and they kicked the hardest ass. everyone agreed it was a great show. i was drunk as hell. $2 pbr at the double door. yow. but it was so much fun! i think i played air drums. wait. yeah, i did. i sang really loud, that i do know. everyone fucking did. goddamn that show was great.
anyway, then there was a lull of rock shows. the holidays were upon us. a lot of bands went off to record and write new stuff or work with other projects. understandable. i forgave them. all of them. then, perhaps some of you remember, the whole "but i love rock shows... right?" blog. i didn't go to the first houston show in a long time. and, of course, it was supposed to have been one of their best shows ever. oh, and- little side note here- what ended up being one of their lasts shows ever. that's cool.
so now i have to look forward to their last show in minneapolis. which i'm exctied about. seeing shiner play in their homeland of KC is partly why it was so great. and also partly the reason i want to move there. (what can i say?) so june 26th here i come. work or no, my priority is being where i need to be when i need to be there. i need houston and i need this last drop of rock. because who else is there? houston was the next shiner. the life and times has pretty much disappeared, what with their new bass player commuting to and from st. louis. did they ever even get a new drummer? and fire of 1666 what? where the hell were they ever?
so maybe this is all for the best. i'm growing up and not getting to as many shows as i'd like to anyway. maybe the rock part of my life, as far as going to shows goes, is coming to a close. it's okay though. i will never forget how the last shiner show made me feel. it's enough to keep me going until i'm dead. i don't expect houston to be the same, but i know it will be good. i guess that's the whole point. this is the worst description of what it all means to me, but i can't do any better.
fucking hell i love rock.
love, kate
posted by kate @ 11:20 PM
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