Cherry Ghost - The Afternoons @ spaceland

Written By: Cherry Ghost

Afternoons w/ Parson Redheads
6.23.08 @ Spaceland

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It’s true. Dancing makes everything better.

I parked a long way away this time around. But I didn’t mind. The summer air had finally cooled for the evening, and my walk to the club seemed like sweet relief from my humid oven in Hollywood. I enjoy evening walks and evening sounds and the urban evening animals I often see in Silverlake. The only thing I saw this time was a black cat. And he still had his tail. Lucky.

When I walked into Spaceland, I was surprised to see that Parson Redheads had already started their set. I am usually quite early to most things I attend. This is an annoying habit that I have spent the last few years trying to amend. I have tried several tactics, including forcing myself to not leave my house until I’m sure I’m going to be late – this never seems to work. Sigh. I always end up listening to some song on repeat in my car while waiting for my friends in the (free) prime parking spot I’ve acquired with all the extra time I had at disposal to drive around looking.

I have to admit, I was not thrilled with the first couple of songs. With the subpar (how did “subpar” end up being a bad thing in the English language? Isn’t it supposed to be a sports metaphor? And isn’t subpar a great thing? Anyone? Please tell me, it’s been bugging me for years.) sound in Spaceland, I thought I was in for a very mediocre hour of music.

Fortunately, two more members joined after the second song and everything started to look up. One of these members was in charge of dancing. This is what he did. Or what he does. This is the instrument he plays. And it made all the difference in the world. The missing energy was found!

I especially liked the last half of the last song. I have no idea what it was. But it was beautiful and I wanted more of that one!

I don’t have to tell you about Afternoons. You already heard ALL about it a couple weeks ago. And yes, they were still amazing. Only this time I left with a soar throat, as I now know the lyrics and was singing along whenever I could.

Yours truly,
Cherry Ghost

Ps. In retrospect, I should have asked those Parsons where they got all their fancy white clothes – I’m going to a “wear-all-white-clothes-surprise-party-thing” this weekend, and I just don’t have the wardrobe. I don’t have it, I must acquire it, and I really really want to look cool. Can I borrow those sunglasses and shorts?