A Night on the Town

We had a wild time on the old town last night. The high school drama club had a fund raiser. A big rock concert. There were two bands, if you could call them bands. The first one was beyond a doubt the worse band I have ever heard. It wasn't really a band, it was just two guys with guitars & a guy with a drum set. It wouldn't have been so bad if one of the guitar players hadn't kept trying to sing. It was so bad I couldn't tell what songs they were playing. The 'singer' didn't know any of the words so he just kind of mumbled & moaned real loud. The drummer was pretty good, and the guitar playing wasn't bad, but the vocalist was completely God-awful. I'm talking Hoover-level suction. If they would have just played around & jammed it wouldn't have been so bad, but that singer should have been arrested for disturbing the peace.

The other band was a lot better. Not exactly Van Halen or anything, but you could tell they knew what they were doing. There name is Alive. They play at the local community college & in little bars in the big city. They were good, but by the time they started playing we were tired of sitting on the hard wooden bleachers so we didn't stay very long.

I knew it was going to be a special night when I saw the table by the door where the headlining band was selling CD's for $2. I didn't buy one, but one of the people I went with won one as a door prize. She didn't want it so she gave it to me. I still haven't listened to it yet. It shouldn't take long to listen to since they only recorded three songs.