So why did we go to the Lesser Les Halles? Because we had to go see a show! runstaverun and kikibird had often played Freezepop for me in the past at their place or during a car ride, and I had enjoyed it, despite the lead singer not really being married to Chris Onstad from Achewood. So when it was suggested we check it out, I was down. It was the same place that Brother Joe or Cousin Jim or whoever played one prior night, the Pussycat Lounge. Any venue with a strip club on the first floor that's next to a 24 hour sketchy sushi purveyor with a porn store next to that can't be all that bad. The band before them was... special. God bless. Freezepop themselves were a lot of fun, how often do you get to see two keytars on stage at once? The music, however, seemed better to me in the studio than live - the exact opposite of VHS or Beta. Considering the problems I've seen acts have there with the sound system, I wonder how they would sound elsewhere. But the audience more than made up any sonic lacking. Between insane thumb waggler who made them a picture or the hot dancing geek girl and her overly enthusiastic dancing and yelling boyfriend, it was a great show for watching people. We stood on the balcony, and had a perfect view of those folks, the Spock jacket guy, and all the colors of the rainbow that is NYC area Freezepop fans. They played the song about jenniever's favorite character from Achewood, which was all I was really hoping for anyway, and was pretty damn enjoyable to boot.
Poor jenniever is home sick right now, yesterday after a Church event for her father and a brunch with his family her nose just started running, and she hasn't been able to catch it since.