Best Party Ever

I was at the liquor store on Tuesday evening, stocking up the beer fridge in preparation for the snowstorm that is scheduled to hit this afternoon. Two guys were pushing a cart around, apparently buying for a party. I overheard one of them say to the other:

“Dude, we should really mix it up – let’s get Bud Light and PBR.”

I would’ve asked for an invite at that point, but I was too busy trying not to laugh. However, in this increasingly divided world of ours, it’s good to see some young people with an appreciation for diversity.

On a side note, I heard My Sister by Juliana Hatfield on the store’s background music. Does anyone else remember when she was going to be “the next big thing”? Somewhere, in my vast piles of stuff, I’m sure I still have a signed set list from the first time I saw her live (at the much missed Backstage in Ballard). This was right after the Hey Babe album came out, before the hype really started, and I was quite smitten with her. She was opening for The Lemonheads, and Evan Dando wore a dress for their set. Speaking of which…

I saw the latest version of The Lemonheads a few weeks ago at The Bluebird. I’ve never been a huge fan, but I was curious enough to check it out. After reading so many articles mentioning that the new rhythm section was borrowed from The Descendants, I was a little disappointed to see that it was just some random guys on bass and drums. The show was pretty low key, with an older crowd, and the band sounded pretty good. Despite all of his well documented drug problems, Evan Dando’s voice still sounds pretty good, especially on the acoustic numbers. (It must also be noted that he still has no stage presence to speak of – he’s one of the most charisma free performers I’ve ever seen.) I recognized a few of the old tunes – It’s a Shame About Ray, Bit Part, Big Gay Heart, My Drug Buddy, and The Outdoor Type. It was an enjoyable show, if nothing overly exciting.

Buying my ticket that night, I noticed a sign taped up in the box office that read “absolutely NO stage diving or crowd surfing.” For that evening, maybe they should have changed it to “absolutely NO reliving of your 90’s heyday.” Checking out the crowd, I couldn’t imagine anyone in attendance participating in either activity. Hmmmm, maybe if they were to drink Bud Light and PBR….