Well, Crackbass, Weedo, and I went and saw F for Fake play last night at a place called Copa on Congress. They were really good. It was a new, stripped down version of F for Fake with only five members instead of the nine or so members that they've had in the past, but they still had a big, loud, powerful sound and they rocked pretty darn hard (I think that the move away from horns and banjos and acoustic guitars toward a more rock-oriented electric configuration has changed the sound of the band a bit, but the sound has changed by emphasizing some of the more driving, forceful undercurrents which were already present, although less obvious in the larger configuration). The band has new material, which, adventurously enough, is largely comprised of a musical examination of the Peloponnesian War between Athens and Sparta in something like the 4th or 5th century B.C.. The songs are interesting and are entertaining (even if you're not a history buff) in that many of the lyrics, although written about an ancient war, are timeless and metaphorical enough to transcend their literal source material and resonate as decriptions of modern political debates or even more personal struggles. I guess I'm saying that the concerns that people had in ancient Athens are probably not dissimilar to a lot of the concerns that people still have today, and this fact makes the music surprisingly easy to understand and relate to, even if you're not exactly "into" the Peloponnesian War.
Anyway, after the F for Fake show we wandered down to Stubbs to try to get into the Belle and Sebastian/New Pornographers show, but we didn't have wristbands, and we couldn't get in (despite some discussion with, and possible offers of bribes to, the doorman). We wandered back down Sixth and checked out all the excitement, though, and stopped in for a couple of rounds of Guinness at The Aquarium (one of the rounds of beer somehow becoming free after Crackbass used his secret password, which oddly enough was "Jackbart", on our cute and funny bartender).
Then we went home and went to sleep. And I woke up this morning with Cassidy puking on my foot. On my bed. She's been eating too many sticks out in the back yard. Woo hoo!!!! Spring break '06!!!!!!!