It's another cool night outside on the supervisor shift. Tonight I'm spotlighted by the sterile glow and insectile hum of the stadium lights, pumping millions of watts of power to light the playing field for three people playing frisbee.
Saw The Selmanaires at the Comet for free last night, after filling my stomach with one of their delicious burritos and a Christian Moerlein lager. I was duly impressed with the intensity with which they banged out their unique sound, something I couldn't bring myself to compare to any of the indie rock mainstays or popular indie sounds. It's a bad habit, making comparisons. Something I've been trained to do by immitation. They were easily one of the best acts I've seen at the Comet thus far, a band that really had it together - even the interstitial spaces between their songs were filled with little repeating electronic background melodies while the band members switched places and instruments.
I also apparently have a standing marriage proposal, should I choose to accept. I was at Mac's Pizza Pub with Nate this evening, and the waitress, upon seeing my Seedy Seeds shirt, first words out of her mouth were a sarcastic "will you marry me". It's good to see someone else who loves good local music as much as I do. So we chatted about the band a bit, during which I informed her of the upcoming CD listening party previewing their first full-length release that the Seedy Seeds are having at Rohs Street on June 30th. There'll be free food, good music, and good people aplenty, so I encourage everyone that can attend to be there.