So let me first say that I love The Afghan Whigs. Not as much as others, but my face lights up and I get excited when I talk about seeing them. I don't know every song by heart or the back story to every song. I don't really have a favorite thing, bands, or food (except for tiramisu), but my husband is a super fan and is the one that introduced me to them (and The Twilight Singers). So, when good ole hubs found out that the whigs were coming to The Ottobar in Baltimore, we had to go!
The Ottobar was super easy to get to and is a very intimate venue, which meant it was awesome! We got there early enough so that we were able to go upstairs in the balcony section, which was nice, especially since I ran my first 10k that morning. I was disappointed to see that there were no pictures or social media allowed. Since I tweet and Facebook a lot of stuff, it adds to the experience for me. But that's just me. While we were sitting, John Curley's family arrived. I think it's awesome on a couple of levels that his family comes out when he has a local show. Oh, and just to clarify, I'm not super stalker, but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out which of these does not belong (especially when Greg Dulli announced that JC's family was at the 9:30 club in DC the last time they played there). And wow, I must have been out of it, because I didn't even recognize John Curley, even though he was sitting with his family & friends. It was great people watching the entire night. I think one guy had some medicinal assistance to ensure an awesome experience. One girl sat on a table behind us and she may have had ear buds in, totally uninterested.
Before I get into the music, I have to say, I told hubs that I felt old. Do you know that feeling when you look around and go, "Whoa. Is this my age group? Surely, I don't look like that." These people were probably the first group of fans, when the whigs music first came out. I thought, where are the hipsters or scenesters or whatever-ers they are. Oh well, I sucked it up to me getting older. There was one guy in particular (who must have been well into his 40's) that wanted to make me wretch. It was almost as though he was heckling? He even yelled out about the view he had of Carina Round's cleavage. All I can say is that he's glad he's not my husband. Who does that? A little judgey? Yep. But I think people should have manners, even when they rock out with their cocks out (which, I don't believe anyone actually had their cocks out, but I've been wanting to use that saying for awhile, and it fit nicely).
Oh, and there was one other thing that is comment-worthy. I showed up in a sheer black shirt, black cami, and grey skinny jeans and was freezing...until The Afghan Whigs started to play. By the end of the night, I was leaking awesome (read: sweaty). They put on such a good show to a crowded bar (the youngins showed up too)! I was singing poorly and dancing in my own personal space (another concert etiquette rule I have).
So, cue the music...
Let me just tell you, I love, love, love, Parked Outside from Do to the Beast. I get so excited when I hear it. I love the intro and the guitar, and of course Greg Dulli's voice. If you don't want to dance when you listen to it, I think you might be a little dead inside. About a couple of months ago, I started using rdio and during that time, I've listened to Parked Outside more than 66, Somethin' Hot, Uptown Again, Gentlemen, Debonair, or I'm Her Slave, which are my favorites (yeah, I can't single just one out).
When I was recounting how awesome the show was to one of my friends, I was getting so excited that he told me to calm it down. And then I mentioned the 9:30 Club show and that I really wanted to go and that we basically *had* to go, even though we have to go through the headache of finding someone to watch the kids. Until we can see them in October, I'll be listening to all of my favorites, including Matamoros (below) and dancing in my personal space. And that's when it dawned on me...I'm willing to stay out late on a work night when I wake up at 4:45 am and arrange care for two kiddos...The Afghan Whigs are my favorite band!