Went to see a show...
Posted: August 21st, 2005, 6:45 pm
I came back to Seattle and it didn't take long.... caught a show last night with my cousin Alice, the artist. The bass player was smokin' hot and the front man wore girl's pants, a pearl necklace, and a handlebar moustache-- "the gay man's dream", as Alice put it (he is her boyfriend).
We bring Jay along-- we all worked at Pizza Hut twenty years ago. Both Jay and Alice are stellar artists. Alice still paints-- realism, with surreal backdrops. But Jay demanded genius from his work-- nothing less than to spur the next great art movement, since anything less is a waste of time-- so he packed it away years ago...
We meet the band's entourage. I fetch a couple rounds of hallucinogenic Northwest microbrew and before long, Jay and Alice are sketching caricatures of each other on bar napkins and adding long-winded captions to each one-- "dueling napkins", we dub it-- until one caption challenges the other to a debate on 15th-Century art history...
It turns out that Leonardo's John-the-Baptist piece, which hangs down the hall from the perpetual crowd around the Mona Lisa, is the world's most mind-blowing work of art. Rembrandt's stuff was great, but it just isn't the same....
Several Jaegermeisters later, Jay wanders up on stage and attempts some weird-angle photos with Alice's digital camera, as the band churns out its set-- new waves of rockabilly saxophone, all mixed up with the Kinks and Foghat. Alice's jaw drops in disbelief, while the Gay Man's Dream with a microphone does a punk rock weave and dodge, unfazed. I sip my beer. Jay wanders back and unexpectedly tries to suck my face.
It's great to be back (for now)....
We bring Jay along-- we all worked at Pizza Hut twenty years ago. Both Jay and Alice are stellar artists. Alice still paints-- realism, with surreal backdrops. But Jay demanded genius from his work-- nothing less than to spur the next great art movement, since anything less is a waste of time-- so he packed it away years ago...
We meet the band's entourage. I fetch a couple rounds of hallucinogenic Northwest microbrew and before long, Jay and Alice are sketching caricatures of each other on bar napkins and adding long-winded captions to each one-- "dueling napkins", we dub it-- until one caption challenges the other to a debate on 15th-Century art history...
It turns out that Leonardo's John-the-Baptist piece, which hangs down the hall from the perpetual crowd around the Mona Lisa, is the world's most mind-blowing work of art. Rembrandt's stuff was great, but it just isn't the same....
Several Jaegermeisters later, Jay wanders up on stage and attempts some weird-angle photos with Alice's digital camera, as the band churns out its set-- new waves of rockabilly saxophone, all mixed up with the Kinks and Foghat. Alice's jaw drops in disbelief, while the Gay Man's Dream with a microphone does a punk rock weave and dodge, unfazed. I sip my beer. Jay wanders back and unexpectedly tries to suck my face.
It's great to be back (for now)....
