Thanks for rocking!
Thanks to everyone who came out last night to the Last Known Settlers show. And, uh, sorry about being so late. Heather got fucked picking me and my crap up due to all the stupid street fairs (I mean how much fried dough could one eat in this town?) and then we got stuck in TRAFFIC in Chinatown/Little Italy. We were both overcome by blinding rage, and guess what, when you are blind it is really hard to drive. There was a lot of yelling involved. A lot of yelling at cabbies and tourists and completely oblivious girls in the middle of the street on their cell phones with their boobs hiked up to their chin, or as Heath puts it, “Wearing their boobs like a necklace.” Indeed. We both agreed that we liked boobs and liked necklaces but as entirely separate entities. Anyway we got to the show, I ran in, set my crap up at lightening speed and then let it rip. Sorry if I blew right past you or mowed you over on my way to the stage. Then at the end the sound guy was haggling us like OMG GET OFF THE STAGE! He said this as I was in fact, TRYING TO GET OFF THE STAGE.
Anyway thanks to everyone, especially Brian who I think has been to like EVERY LKS show ever, and to Steve who came all the way from Westchester because apparently that is where all the hip, old people live now. He got a Homie and a hot pink ninja for his troubles. Also there was a group of “weirdos” there and the only name I caught was Mike. Everyone else was really stingy with the names. Don’t be stingy with names. You have one so you can share it with others. That reminds me of “That’s my name, don’t wear it out! Nyeh nyeh nyeh!” Do you remember that? Ha ha ha, god kids are so lame. And yet here I am, laughing about it.
For all those who want to go to a street fair, there’s one on Lafayette below Houston. Enjoy. Go get some corn. Some lemonade. Some fried dough. A cannoli. And then buy a stupid shirt or a sack of athletic socks for $3. Dude, every street fair in the city has the SAME CRAP it’s unbelievable that it still goes on as it does. And all it does is get in my way on the way to rocking. STOP KEEPING ME FROM ROCKING, STREET FAIRS. I’m on to your silly game.
Wish I could have been there (at your show, not the street fair). You should play Grass Roots Festival in Ithaca some year - it’s a big deal up here in the styx.
What’s even scarier is that street fairs are the same all over the state, not just in the City. Rochester, Ithaca, blah blah blah. All the same shit, except in Ithaca there’s more patchouli and “Impeach Bush” bumper stickers.
And no one delivers on promise of GREAT ROCK quite like a tardy keyboard player with a street fair induced BITCH-tude! Thank U stupid street fairs.
Annie Rocks!
Trust me, street fairs are the same out here in Chicago. I wish I could come, but it’s a long walk from Chi-town to NYC, and gas is too expensive.
Isn’t there always a street fair in Little Italy this time of year?
Ms. Biz: We will basically play anywhere. We are not uh very picky. We just like to play.
Jon: I still owe you a Homie, it’s like sitting here waiting to be mailed. Sorry. I’ll get to it.
Lanna: It’s a long walk. My friend once walked to Baltimore. He’s kind of a ’special’ person.
Doretta: There’s ALWAYS a street fair period but I always forget because somethings you should just forget but then later it comes back to haunt you and you are like stuck in traffic forever. SUCK. I think I’m going to Toronto in August. To some lakehouse, somewhere. What sucks is that Toronto is not Vancouver. WTF.
Thanks for the Homie/Ninja dynamic duo! And yes, you guys definitely rocked once you finally showed up. Apparently Last Known Settlers isn’t just the name of the band, it’s how you take the stage.
Steve: Hah. Believe me I did not want to get all Kanye on your asses. We didn’t even have a setlist, Heather forgot it in the car. So that’s why they kept on asking me “what’s next?” because I had one on sticky notes on my keys, which was from last show.
….gosh Annie, sounds like you are nobody if you don’t go to one of your gigs, everything I read looks like the inside for the next still unknown greatest band ever. no just kidding, probably that would never happen. so much talented wasted…..