Rock Gods #312: Adventures in Our Little Music Scene

The Fightin’ Men show at Lady Augusta’s neo-speakeasy last week led to poop. The bathroom was behind the stage. The band were either annoyed with the influx of weak-bladdered invaders, or just confused. The inevitable happened—the bushes outside the place saw more action than the bathroom. Then the not-so-inevitable happened—somebody pooped on the sidewalk in front. Not one of those brown-paper-bag-on-fire gags either.
So just like that, the Fightin’ Men were the first and last band to play Lady Augusta’s. Solo acoustic shows by Tasha Dannon and Lee Inster may go on as planned, but the Four Masters and Cum Hail shows? Cancelled.
Thing is, The Fightin’ Men were on good behavior. They didn’t hit a single person with a brick. They didn’t like folks crossing the stage, sure, but we’ve seen folksingers get more irate about that than they did.
This was the crowd’s fault. Too young, too wild, too eager to break in (or just break) a new music den. Move on. Move on.

Tonight: At least we’ve got Hamilton’s. Book of Invasions is there, doing side one of Frot’s Wrampage… The Bullfinch has O’Curry (full band) and the aforementioned Tasha Dannon. Mind your manners… D’ollaire’s is a dance party. No, it’s not.