November 21, 2003 - The Space - Hamden, CT - with: Bourgeois Heroes
Henning says: The Space. Rainbow Cleaners on your right, take the next left. Go over the little bridge, take your second left into the strange industrial church lot and lo and behold a green glowing centerpiece appears before you. This Space show had reinvented itself a few times and eventually what we ended up with was a hodge podge of music that hardly anybody came out to see. The Bourgeois Heroes played my favorite show by them yet. Entertaining and casual, they seemed comfortable on their old home turf. Jason even played the piano on a song or two. In the middle of one of them he stopped and turned to Elise and said, "I'm gonna play a solo." Sam and Simon were the puppet-like duet that followed the Heroes. We met them in the green room where they were very carefully going over their songs. Beautiful harmonies. Downstairs during their set, we sat near the front row of chairs and at one point I ran upstairs to get Brian and told them he should see these guys, "It's like Wednesday Morning at 3 AM down there." I said. He came down and the next song they played mentioned Jesus Christ like 90 times and they suggested that we all sing along. The room started to tilt. Oh yeah, that's right, the religious thing, I forgot. We took the stage and played for about 12 people. We were a three piece, me, Max, and Brian, and I was doing an experiment playing my acoustic not only through the sound system but also through Lesa's amp. I had tremolo and distortion pedals, too. I don't know how it sounded out front, but on stage it sounded great. I think we did a good show and that the folks who were there liked us. One T-Shirt sold. A few friends made. Max Says: Brian is a good driving companion for three reasons: he's polite, doesn't interrupt and cleans his own litter box. On top of that, he humors me when I ask lots of open-ended hypothetical questions, like "where do you want to be in five years". I think I asked Brian that twelve times over the weekend and I got thirteen answers. On our trip to New Haven we hooked up a portable cd player to my tape deck and listened to Brian's Smiths' mix, which cooperated for much of the ride down until it stopped cooperating. It didn't matter though. We were talking about girls. Current loves, ex's, junior high lusts, movie stars who don't know we exist. The conversation was going so well, in fact, we over shot the highway exit by 10. 10 Exits. So we backtracked and blushed. I thought the Bourgeois Heroes' set was smashingly good, and Jason from the band offered to sell me his guitar from the stage for $5. I didn't have the money on me, but I expect him to keep his side of the deal. Next up were Sam and Simon, who were like Simon and Garfunkel with more religion. We did our best to rock the remaining eight or so people in our somewhat-coordinated outfits (Henning and I in red pants and striped shirts). I don't remember if we played very well. I do remember the pita gyro with raw onions I ate on the way home because my car still reeks of it. Sorry Brian.	I can't find the Activity Pages. If you are looking for a scan from yours it could be on the wrong gigdiary here.