October 31 2006: The Amity Front, Adam Sweeney – Toad, Cambridge MA
The Amity Front was playing, Adam was playing, Adam offered me a ride, it was Halloween, I was feeling adventurous, and when I sat down to write an email to my Tuesday night professor informing him that I would be unavoidably detained and unable to make it to his class, an email from him was already waiting for me in my virtual inbox, informing me that class had been cancelled. And thus the gods smiled upon the mortals (ie: Adam and myself).
So we drove to Cambridge and Adam played real nicely, including in the set a few banjo tunes which I felt were just top fuckin notch. And also including in the set a cover of “Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton,” which song when he started to play I found myself wondering why the hell he was hitting his guitar so hard. And then he got to the words and I was able to make a correct ID on the song and suddenly realized EXACTLY why the hell he was hitting his guitar so hard. And Brianna Lane was there with a friend of hers, and this guy Tim with whom Adam and I went to school was there, and this girl Liz who also went to school with us but whom I’d never actually had the pleasure of meeting before was also there. And the Amity Front, collectively, were there. And the Amity Front played some GREAT fuckin tunes, and much beer was consumed, and much clinking together of beer-filled glasses occurred, and even a little bit of dancing to Dylan cover tunes occurred, and pretty much a hell of a good time was experienced by all.
And, to further evidence the gods’ apparent smiles, after the Amity Front played their last tune Adam and I grabbed his gear and proceeded to locomote at near-top speed to the nearest red line station and wound up, with mere seconds to spare, catching the very last train of the night back to Alewife, where Adam’s auto was for parking-type reasons at that time located. Last fucking train. Beautiful.
So we drove to Cambridge and Adam played real nicely, including in the set a few banjo tunes which I felt were just top fuckin notch. And also including in the set a cover of “Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton,” which song when he started to play I found myself wondering why the hell he was hitting his guitar so hard. And then he got to the words and I was able to make a correct ID on the song and suddenly realized EXACTLY why the hell he was hitting his guitar so hard. And Brianna Lane was there with a friend of hers, and this guy Tim with whom Adam and I went to school was there, and this girl Liz who also went to school with us but whom I’d never actually had the pleasure of meeting before was also there. And the Amity Front, collectively, were there. And the Amity Front played some GREAT fuckin tunes, and much beer was consumed, and much clinking together of beer-filled glasses occurred, and even a little bit of dancing to Dylan cover tunes occurred, and pretty much a hell of a good time was experienced by all.
And, to further evidence the gods’ apparent smiles, after the Amity Front played their last tune Adam and I grabbed his gear and proceeded to locomote at near-top speed to the nearest red line station and wound up, with mere seconds to spare, catching the very last train of the night back to Alewife, where Adam’s auto was for parking-type reasons at that time located. Last fucking train. Beautiful.
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