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So, as I believe I've mentioned before, today (or I guess yesterday, at this point) was the show with David Lowery and Johnny Hickman from Cracker at the North Star Bar. They did a set made up of Cracker songs, Camper Van Beethoven songs, and Johnny's solo stuff. I wasn't sure what to expect from the latter, but what he did sounded pretty cool, and I picked up his two-song sampler (it was only $3), so there's a good chance I'll buy the solo album that's supposed to be coming out later this month.
Anyway, I was told by someone at the bar that there was a parking lot there, but it was pretty small, and there weren't any others in the area. To make sure I got a space, I got there quite early. I probably shouldn't have worried, since I don't think the lot ever filled up that night. I will say that, even though a lot of people in Philadelphia drive (I think of it as much more of a driving city than, say, New York), the city doesn't seem to have been designed with the automobile in mind. The streets are kind of confusing, and people drive close together, so it's difficult to change lanes when you inevitably find yourself in the wrong one. Nevertheless, I made it to the bar without much trouble, and one of the few other vehicles that was already there was David's van, which was sporting a "true patriots oppose Bush" bumper sticker. Since I was so early, I spent some time playing Dragon Warrior Monsters, and got a slice of pizza at a nearby Italian place.
I had been to the bar once before, to see Moxy Früvous with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bethje back in 2000. That was an all ages show, though, so they routed the admission line so it wouldn't go through the bar area itself. At this show, I wasn't really sure where to go in, and neither were some other people. It turned out that they didn't even let anyone in until 8, which was when I thought the show was supposed to start. Actually, though, it didn't start for another hour, which was annoying. Even if I misunderstood the website and it DID actually say doors were at 8, why would they need to open the doors an entire hour before the show? Of course, I think there's a law that concerts are never allowed to start on time. I had Will Call tickets, and while they said on the website that I would need to bring ID, it turned out that all I needed to do was tell them my name. Really, I guess this would suffice unless two people claim to have the same name, and they're probably equipped to deal with that on the off chance that it happens. I have to admit that I tend to feel nervous in bars, like I really don't belong there, and I think other people will realize this. I stopped caring about that once I actually got into the concert room, though.
( Hey, don't you want to go down, like some junkie cosmonaut? )
Anyway, I was told by someone at the bar that there was a parking lot there, but it was pretty small, and there weren't any others in the area. To make sure I got a space, I got there quite early. I probably shouldn't have worried, since I don't think the lot ever filled up that night. I will say that, even though a lot of people in Philadelphia drive (I think of it as much more of a driving city than, say, New York), the city doesn't seem to have been designed with the automobile in mind. The streets are kind of confusing, and people drive close together, so it's difficult to change lanes when you inevitably find yourself in the wrong one. Nevertheless, I made it to the bar without much trouble, and one of the few other vehicles that was already there was David's van, which was sporting a "true patriots oppose Bush" bumper sticker. Since I was so early, I spent some time playing Dragon Warrior Monsters, and got a slice of pizza at a nearby Italian place.
I had been to the bar once before, to see Moxy Früvous with
bethje back in 2000. That was an all ages show, though, so they routed the admission line so it wouldn't go through the bar area itself. At this show, I wasn't really sure where to go in, and neither were some other people. It turned out that they didn't even let anyone in until 8, which was when I thought the show was supposed to start. Actually, though, it didn't start for another hour, which was annoying. Even if I misunderstood the website and it DID actually say doors were at 8, why would they need to open the doors an entire hour before the show? Of course, I think there's a law that concerts are never allowed to start on time. I had Will Call tickets, and while they said on the website that I would need to bring ID, it turned out that all I needed to do was tell them my name. Really, I guess this would suffice unless two people claim to have the same name, and they're probably equipped to deal with that on the off chance that it happens. I have to admit that I tend to feel nervous in bars, like I really don't belong there, and I think other people will realize this. I stopped caring about that once I actually got into the concert room, though.( Hey, don't you want to go down, like some junkie cosmonaut? )
