This past Saturday I trotted down to the Starry Plough in Berkeley to see S.O.L., Monkey, and Los Hooligans. Beforehand I talked to Momser about how my life is changing. She was telling me that it was a grieving process (in more than one way) and that I needed to respect that and allow myself to go through it. She suggested a short wake, where I raised a glass to the life I knew, bid it a fond farewell, and accept its passing. I decided to celebrate life past and present with some very good friends, and, you know, beer.
I took many photos throughout the evening, but unfortunately didn’t remember that I had my
camera until after S.O.L.’s set. I really enjoyed their set, and was really intrigued with how they’ve changed over the years. I hope they play again soon, so I can maybe give it a closer listen.
Kelly made it out
Adam was on top of his game
I was looking my best (SYKE!)
AJ showed me an iPod full of pictures of his family (Side Note – have I shown you the pics on my iPod?)
I really like this Dark and Mysterious Curt
Micah was holding it down
I guess I didn’t get a picture of Dan or Donelle playing, but I got Adam dancing
Curt doing Artibella with Los Hooligans. (I saw you with a fella)
Adam & Donelle
An artsy fartsy pic I took, through the looking/pint glass.
Some may go, but I think these friends are here to stay.
Fare the well, old life. It was more fun than not while it lasted, and I’ll miss you terribly.
OK – to be honest, I don’t really know who all is reading this. That being said, this might not be such a good idea, but I’m going to let you all know where I will be next Saturday night. Hopefully all the Mark David Chapman’s of the East Bay region will stay home.
At any rate, long time friends, and even longer time rockers Los Hooligans (Fresno, CA) and Monkey (San Jose, CA) will be playing, along with close acquaintances SOL (East Bay, CA) at the Starry Plough next Saturday. This promises to be an excellent show, and I promise to drink at least one beer. Los Hooligans don’t play often, so it’s always a treat when they make it to the Bay Area. (Yes, it’s capitalized. ‘Cause I said so.) So, if you’re in the vicinity and you want to hang out and hear a variety of takes on the sounds of Jamaican ska, please stop by.