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8/29/2004
BELLYFULL
Friday afternoon there was a guest on WRAS 88.5 who swore that Euclid Avenue
Yacht Club had the best barbecue in town. I’d never thought of the place as
serving food, much less the best Q in town, so my curiosity was piqued.
For a reasonable $7 you can get a pulled pork sandwich with beans and potato
salad. The potato salad is the white variety and very good. The beans are odd,
not the usual baked barbecued variety but very tasty. However, EAYC does not
serve the best barbecue in Atlanta. It’s not bad. In fact, it’s pretty good,
particularly for a place better known as a local watering hole, but apparently
the guy on Album 88 hasn’t been to Fat Matt’s, Daddy D’z or any of the dozens of
fine barbecue establishments Atlanta has to offer. On the other hand, most
barbecue joints don’t serve up a stiff rum and tonic either…
EAR PLUGS
After the bbq investigation, we trekked around the corner to the Star Bar and
had a drink before The Plastics came on. I’ve seen them once or twice in the
last 5 years, which is probably the majority of their shows in the last 5 years.
They don’t get out much any more. It’s a drag, but people that age – my age –
are all home with the kids, making kids, or trying to make kids. Crap, like we
don’t have enough people on the planet…
Anyhow, The Plastics do early-80’s style punk that should sound familiar to even
the younger set since Green Day and Good Charlotte and such have all borrowed
wholesale from this sound. The Plastics do a fine job with the material, plenty
of energy, good harmonies and hooks, good guitar work, everything you want in
punk if you don’t like your punk too sloppy, too hard or too unintelligible but
still want get-up-and-go in punchy, short order.
Catfight! returned from maternity leave (see above) to celebrate the release of
their split CD with The Helgas (see previous episodes of Electric Degeneration)
and, like anyone settling back to work after maternity leave, didn’t quite have
it together. “If we sound a little dusty it’s because they’re sandblasting our
rehearsal space,” Jennifer joked.
They blew the dust off a few of their older tunes but dedicated most of the set
to newer material. They didn’t know either old or new material 100% and their
bratty pop was a little sloppier than usual. Fortunately nobody, themselves
included, took it too seriously.
The Helgas capped off the night with more “I know how to play my instrument and
I’m a punk” rock, fun stuff for kids of all ages.
EYEFULL
We headed over to the Atlanta Botanical Garden last Tuesday to see the Chihuly
exhibit. On Tuesdays they stay open late to light up the works so the organic
glass forms emerge from shadows to mingle with nature’s organic forms even more
seamlessly. Some of the pieces work better than others but regardless it’s worth
a visit if you don’t mind a bit of a crowd. I’d post pictures, but we lost the
&^%$ camera.
BLASPHEMY
I've never laughed so hard and yet seen such clear reasons behind why we should
have sex ed in this country:
http://www.theonionavclub.com/savagelove/index.php?issue=4034
We also got this in response to last episode:
“It’s the return of degenerate KH: "oh yes isn't it nice to see the Facade of
John Kerry starting to fall to pieces!!!!!yeah!!!!! Degenerate KH"
KH should not drink so much Kool Aid.
http://www.factcheck.org/article.aspx?docID=231
degenerate JDP
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