the rabbits of the night

we went to boston this past wednesday, to that mecca of rock, the paradise, to see asobi seksu. i think we were among the first five people at the show, so with nothing to do other than wait around, i began telling kristin about some of the better shows i'd seen at the paradise....kristin hersh, my first superchunk show, and that legendary, late 90's afghan whigs show....and no sooner were the words "greg dulli writes some really creepy lyrics" out of my mouth, and the sound guy starts playing "debonair". very cool. a couple songs later, he breaks out "landmine spring" by quicksand, and it became apparent that the soundguy was "the man". anyhow, the first band on was emergency music, and i'll say i wasn't impressed, and leave it at that (this is a family website). but asobi seksu were great, if not the loudest band i've seen in a long time. the bassist came off a little smarmy...maybe it was the foot-pedal activated strobe light (no, really), or just the smug look of contempt he wore on his face, but he just had that "too cool for school" thing going on, and it kind of jumped out at me. but they sounded really great, and i'm curious to see where they'll end up in the future...hopefully they won't be opening shows at the paradise for much longer (the good north and the information were playing, but i didn't stick around for either). anyway, it was a good week for rock. the dresden dolls, asobi seksu, and i learned how to play some songs by the police. you'll be proud, ghost of gordon sumner.