August 9 2006: Adam Sweeney – The Main Pub, Manchester CT

Adam was playing a show at a bar and I had just taken my last final exam of the summer and was looking to drink some beers with friends. So Adam and Sairi and I journeyed to Connecticut.

The show was a featured-performer-at-the-end-of-the-open-mike kind of deal. Which meant we drank beers and listened to seven or eight frat-type boys and one spastic woman (Sairi diagnosed bipolar disorder based on observation alone. She must be getting one hell of an education over there at Smith). All the boys played like they were an off-pitch and far less-talented Jeff Mangum fronting the Dave Matthews Band. The girl played all spastic like. Sairi and I vowed to never again do anything in Connecticut except drive through without stopping.

Adam played well though and was a pleasure to listen to, as always. But everyone pretty much vacated the place once they realized he doesn’t just suck complete ass.