Choose your own concert-going experience, Atlanta style:
You've had a bad week at work and you need a break in order
to listen to some live music. You
- Go to a local hangout in hopes that someone will sing Who
Needs The Quik-E Mart? from The Simpsons
- Go to see a local band that you used to like quite alot,
but have recently found somewhat repetitive and redundant
- Go to see a semi-local band that you've avoided ever since
the time the lead singer slid up to you on his knees and asked
you to dance
Doesn't matter which one you choose, you'll get all options. That
is: you'll get all options if you're me and you're headed to The
Star Bar (option A) to see the Woggles (option c) with Catfight!
(option B) opening.
I've always had a soft spot for Catfight!. They're not particularly
original and not particularly good, but they're always played
with loads of energy....and the lyrics (about evil friends and
bad boyfriends) struck a nerve in my younger days. But the last
time I've saw them, I realized that they had played the same
songs for years and the songs all sounded the same.
No matter that none of that changed....Maybe my mood's worse,
or maybe I can appreciate a good angst fit, but despite the
lack of new material I really enjoyed Catifght! opening set.
I danced, I laughed, I bounced up and down (although I'm not
sure I'd want to do it again and again). Not bad for a local
girl garage rock band...
And then -- The Woggles. As I mentioned before, I've kinda
avoided them ever since the "make a spectacle of Tracy" incident.
But I'd heard they've become a lot more consitent in their live
shows. And they always have lots of energy. If that's not a
good recommendation, what it?
Anyway, The Woggles haven't changed their sound at all -- and
the songs do have a certain sameness. However, you can't beat
the energy of the band as they go through the material. And
certainly the musicianship has improved over the years. And
certainly the audience danced and bounced and partied on with
the band.
But me? I'm thinking it was fun fluff -- a good distraction
from a horrid work week but not anything to resonate beyond
the bar and the late hour.
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