saw tracy + the plastics, the quails and wikkid last night, which had its highs and lows. wikkid was shambolic but good, a little too march beaty for me, but generally kind of scissor girls mid-90s chicago which i can love but know is so retro. the quails were fun for five songs, all matching outfits and sounds that reminded me of tilt (skatecore!), but got old when they started lecturing the audience (fucking awesome girrlies proviland) about 'getting active,' like, duh! everyone there lived in a collective house, practically. and, well, my friend luke said that people from california are too literal. then tracy, who i've never seen and was sort of disappointed by. is she nervous or is she lazy? dunno, but i do know that she's really, really hot and that i felt the same weird ' do i just like this bc she's hot' feeling i get when i see catpower - whose music is loads better but whose lame mystique is about the same.
what do you think abt tracy? tell me pinkgerl@yahoo.com
am going to go have dinner with miriam and jeffrey from black forest/black sea. you should like their band if you don't already.
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