Do These Bands Fux Live?

Ok, maybe not exactly this place, but in the same center. They had cocktail and this guy was engaging in the anxiety inducing art of karaoke. I think I yelled at him to sing a pretty song. They said bai bai. 2/3

My first (and only) attempt at penetration of the Beijing underground led me on a wild goose chase through the city, including walking past hundreds of police in preparation for the military parade, rejection at KFC, a friendly cabbie, and a 1 hour exploration of some weird malls only for it to be closed on a Saturday night. /5

As I said, couldn't let my last night in Tapei end on such a soft note, so headed just a short distance to Revolver. The bar below was sterile, but the show upstairs certainly wasnt as we felt the reverb of the midwest play out in the Far East, with a nice nu-metal closer to end it. 4.25/5

After having a little difficulty breaking into the indie scene, I found this college haunt nestled in the Da'an District. A nice low key post modernist performance, but couldn't stay for the 2nd half as this was my last night before heading further West.

First stop for music my West of West tour took me to these two beautiful dueters on a beautiful Tuesday afternoon. A wild time with seniors going HAM. I told them their music was very hotel. 2/2.5 would tell them again.

Final stop on the west coast before heading out on the West of West tour and boy did it feel good to be back in LA for a gig. The Ophelia's opened, full band style, while Ezra Furman closed us off from our unpleasant feelings, and played a goodly number of the tunes I was familiar with 4.33/5.

This was all about community, even if me and my folks were closer to interlopers. 3/3.5 start to the my West coast tour.

Alright, so who called MM + Sumac collaborating for a deathgaze extravaganza? Certainly not me, nor the people who I dragged there, but I thought it was amazing and a new venue to boot. Fatboi Sharif added to the fugue state. Last concert before heading West, then really West. 4.25/5

Its been over a year since I last set foot in this venue. I stood around awkwardly for a bit, drank a Tecate, played a couple queer coded video games, drank a Jim Beam, watched Fraternal Twin blow the place wide open, drank a Jameson, then went into my hiding places. 4.666/5

Holy smokes after almost 5 years on the circuit I have been brought out to Staten Island with only a minimal amount of cat fishing and that cornmeal dish (plus some Habanero hot sauce) to see the illustrious Dan Deacon, and Snooper...no Horsegirl, no APTBS. We humaned for 3 hours on a pleasant summer eve. 4/5 would cross the river again.