Times are approximate.
8:00 p.m. - Had to get down early to pick up tickets for friends. Mission accomplished.
8:00-8:40 p.m. - Went back to my car and changed my outfit three times, only to end up wearing what I had on in the beginning. Y’all know how it is.
8:40 p.m. - Head back to the ‘shoe. Protomartyr’s on. Whoops.
8:40-9:25 p.m. - Protomartyr’s lead singer did not look as I would’ve expected. That is to say, a little older, and a little less punk. His mod-ish suit certainly worked, though. I can’t remember if he actually had a tumbler of scotch in his hand, or if it just would’ve fit so well that my memory added it in. Myself and one other diehard fan yelled along to the chorus of “Scum, Rise” - not a difficult chorus to pick up on. possibly not a diehard fan - Long story short, a great start.
9:35-10:20 p.m. - Tyvek. More straightforward punk, as compared to the post-punk of Protomartyr. HIGH energy. Got me dancin’ pretty quick. Made me want to shave my head and buy some Doc Martens - or at least a pair of vans and some cutoffs.
10:30 p.m. - The main attraction - Parquet Courts. The Legendary Horseshoe Tavern is full up. The only other time I’ve ever seen it so packed was for The Dead Weather…
10:30-11:13 p.m. - I stood side-stage with friends for the first few songs. But as soon as I heard the ascending chords of “Light Up Gold” opener “Master of my Craft”, I had to get right in there. I think my sentiment was shared by all, Keeping in line with the order on that second album, the New York City transplants rolled right into “Borrowed Time”, one of my personal favourites. Things may have gone up yet another notch. I lift a burly, bearded man from the floor where he has fallen, for which I receive a fist-bump to the chest. I’ve tired myself out in that powerful doubleheader, receding back to my friends to enjoy the rest of the set. Many have not yet tired, including one fine gentleman hanging from the ceiling (literally).
11:13 p.m. - The band leaves the stage to much love and dismay from the crowd.
11:13-11:18 p.m. - Cheers and chants of “PAR-KAY COURTS” ring out as everyone hopes for more.
11:18-11:22 p.m. - The house music is back on - not the genre. People begin to filter out as hope fades. Many stick around, though. I can’t remember waiting this long for an encore, especially in such a small venue. I don’t think they’ll come back, and if they do, Man are they milking it.
11:23-11:29 p.m. - SURPRISE! They’re back! And it’s easier to get to the front now that there’s a bit more space. They close with “She’s Rollin” - a slow burner off their critically acclaimed, recently released new record “Sunbathing Animal” - cooling things down and leaving us to bask in the glory of what has taken place, rather than having us running on the endorphin high of a jauntier tune. To me this choice is indicative of the difference between their last two full-length releases: “Light Up Gold” - End to end heat, as a friend of mine would say. And “Sunbathing Animal” - Oh there’s still some heat. But there are a few more cuts that take their time.
11:30 p.m. - Head to the merch table. Grab a free Parquet Courts button.
11:31 p.m. - In the immortal words of Adam Demamp, “Take it sleazy, and I’m out”.