Posted on Thursday 26 May 2005
Brock and Phil had an extra ticket to go see Butch Walker Tuesday night, so I snagged it. Brock’s been talking up Butch a lot (he once saw 4 shows in as many days). Time to see what all the fuss was about.
We got to the Metro around 7:20 or so. The first of the opening bands (The Fags) was midway through their set. While I didn’t mind their music, I’m glad we came in the middle, since all of their songs sounded mostly the same. The highlight of the set was when the drummer poured some water onto his right drum to kick up a spray when he hit it. When the water bottle ran out, he tossed it into the crowd and the band stopped to watch it fly. It came right for us and Phil stretched out his arm and caught it. It was so sweet.
Next band was called Low Millions and they had two things going: one of their guitar players was a hard rockin’ Asian (always cool) and also their lead dude looked like Steve Gutenberg. Maybe they only had one thing going.
Then came the man.
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