SocPath has the look. SocPath has the gear. SocPath has fans aplenty, who sing SocPath’s praises better than SocPath can sing themselves. For SocPath is not a good band. They are the illusion of a good band. This is why you seldom see them play in public. This is why SocPath’s sole recording is so derivative that it’s easy to assume the band members simply sat around the studio while others did the real work. It would be a presumption, a folly, for SocPath to sing in public. It’s folly for the band to spend money on promotion. Yet they have
SocPath is playing D’Ollaire’s, biggest room in town, on Thursday night. SocPath has plastered the phone polls with heavy-stock, multi-ink posters that must have cost several dollars apiece to print.
Why is SocPath doing this? Is the answer the one thing that’s more ridiculous than rock fame: politics? There is reason for the saps in SocPath to be seen as young leaders. It costs them little to appear to be good. If they’re not, folks will just forget them and SocPath can insist, by showing the posters and souvenirs, that of course they were great. They will have excuses. But their bluster will probably get them good jobs and good stories to tell at cocktail parties. Meantime, they waste our time with their money.
Vanity, thy name is SocPath. SocPath is not talking to us. We’re fine with that. We hope they do not sing either.
Tonight: Acorn Cans at the Bullfinch. No other bands on the bill because nobody will play with them… Old Salt Barber Shop at Hamilton’s, not ironic… An Evening With Rex Hame at D’ollaire’s. Seriously, a solo acoustic show with a guy who doesn’t play any instruments, just sings and claps…