it's official.
i mean, honestly.the other night, the 21st, was the denali/cursive show. shannon and i meet andy and his sister outside the metro, ready to rock and ready to see denali. i'm extra excited to see cursive since i'd never seen them play before.
"denali isn't here."
say what? the next 10 minutes are sort of a blur. shannon has a huge crush on cam, so i spent most of my time calming her down. she was really excited to see him. it was okay. it'll be okay.
so we go in anyway. the first band was pretty decent. i couldn't really see the drummer, but the two guitar players were smokin hot as was their girl bass player. the second band, pelican, sucked something fierce. good attempt, i heard/saw what they were trying to do, but they were too deftones-ish (andy referenced the melvins) and too 1994ish for me.
cursive rocked hard. they renewed my faith in rock shows. they made me remember how awesome it is to be in a crowd that is also rocking hard to the hard rocking. it was great. then the recent news update about the life and times (see my links!!). rock shows are coming back to me. i'll be okay.
but that little twinge in the back of my head about denali was making me nervous. and then it all made sense. their not being at the show. what that guy who was standing next to us outside said. what my instinct was telling me.
denali.
kate
posted by kate @ 10:00 AM
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