This must be my week for bad music. I was cajoled into going to another bar tonight by the plumbing contractor at one of our job sites. His son is in a band that was playing there tonight. I had my boy meet me there, since that bar is close to his apartment, both of which are near his law school.
We had to endure a horrid opening act of young kids who screamed and thrashed about, and as well I had to endure the plumbing contractor trying to give me the inside track on some upcoming construction jobs that, quite frankly, I’ve already got in the bag. But he was buying the beer, so that’s the price I had to pay. Finally his boy’s band played, and thankfully they didn’t scream or thrash, they were a sort of Black Crowes type of band. They were okay I guess but the singer and lead guitarist were clearly better than the rest of the band, those two at least showed some promise. After Tuesday night’s incident, I kept my opinions to myself. The boy put a pretty big dent in the bar’s supply of Guinness, but I had to pace myself since I was driving.
