For those of you in Ypsilanti, I just wanted to let you know, in case you hadn’t already heard, that there’s free music at the intersection of Michigan Avenue and Washington Street every Friday night this summer, between 7:00 and 10:00 PM. Tomorrow night, George Bedard and the Kingpins will be playing. And, next Friday night, City Goat will be playing with a band called the Restroom Poets.
I’d like to see the Restroom Poets for old time’s sake, but I think that they might attack me. You see, about 14 years ago, I was in a band that, I’m ashamed to say, went around town replacing all the flyers for an upcoming show of theirs with almost identical versions that gave the wrong date and time. (As I recall, someone also added the phrase, “really boring college rock,” but that wasn’t my idea.) We thought that it was fucking hilarious, and would have respected the hell out of any other band that had gone to the effort to do something like that to us, but they apparently didn’t see it the same way.
One of the guys in the band caught us in the act. He was so mad that he was shaking. I can still remember where it was. It was on Huron Street, and my friend Matt and I were just getting ready to call it quits and head home… I guess he’d been circling around town, looking for us, and he found us right then as we were taping up our last flyer. It was just one guy, and I think that he had a dog with him. Anyway, I remember him saying that it wasn’t funny because, “Music (was his) life.” I probably should have laughed at hearing that, but, being the big pussy that I am, I just stood there terrified that he’d do something like tie me up with a ponytail scrunchy and beat we with one of his patchouli-infused sandals.
So, that was the last time we put up fake flyers… Anyway, they’re apparently still around, making really boring music. I guess it really was their life.
I’m half tempted to go out right now and make up some fake posters for their show, but I don’t have the energy that I used to have.
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I actually suspect that their music is quite good… It didn’t have anything to do with our not liking their stuff. None of us, as far as I knew, had even heard them at the time. We just knew that we were playing against them on a particular night, and we thought that it would be funny to sabotage them as though we really cared whether or not more people went to our show than theirs. We didn’t
“music is my life” sounds like a good title for the Monkey Power retrospective, should you decide to make one.