If I remember correctly, the last show I saw at North Six was
I can see myself really liking Youth Group given the right setting, but since I not suffering from a broken heart and haven’t recently undergone a traumatic experience (like wrinkling my pressed pants) I decided to talk about Pink Floyd with a friend in the lobby instead. Don’t get me wrong---I like indie-rock just as much as the next aging Phish-kid, but there is something inherently uncomfortable about sitting through a club-size hipster show. Its as if North Six is so frail that cracking a simple smile could instantaneously shatter the room’s entire façade. In retrospect, I don’t think I would have survived Haight Asbury either. I’m a jamband kid who doesn’t do drugs, a indie-rock observer who doesn’t tie his shoes. I guess in searching for a scene, I’ve been able to carve out my own little, neurotic scene. Besides, no style of music should take itself that seriously.
I’m generally of the belief that if I spend too much time in
As they Say In Matt Pond PA,
The Mikey Greenhaus