Yes, folks, websites that have nervous breakdowns for four days don’t post concert picks for the week. Write them? Sure we write them. But post em? That ain’t happening. So this Wednesday I’m gonna save you the usual song and dance and boil the week down to three sets. Two of which occur at the same time.
Kings Of Leon
The Queers have a 7pm set at Mercury Lounge and get this pop pickers, they are playing their masterpiece, the unfortunately named Love Songs For The Retarded and if that wasn’t enough (and it is enough), Screeching Weasels lead guitarist is gonna be joining em for that extra kick in the butt. Last time I saw the Queers, at the same venue, they were unstoppable and this promises to be even better.
Unfortunately, Marc Anthony is playing the Barclay Center at the same time and, coming off his best album in a decade or more, 3.0, I would have gone there if I wasn;t going here but I chose the Queers for twor easons.
1. It is the day after Valentine’s and the place will be packed with Latinas and their guys and I will be alone, which kinda sucks.
2. The weather stinks, I can’t be bothered going to Brooklyn.
3. My friend got me a ticket and I wanna hang out with him.
But the day before I am back at the scene of the crime for Kings Of Leon. After having the wrath of every KoL fan for miles due to my panning their performances an MSG (I got the name of a band member wrong and sneered “Who cares? It’s just the bassist -hahahahaha), they were one of the best thing at the Central Park gig last year, only Stevie Wonder bettered them.
So I am going again to MSG on Friday night and I promise you this, Gary Clark Jr will kill it as the opening act so even if they suck, who cares?
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