Last night I honestly thought that I had ended up in the Spanish bar Tupperware located in the heart of Malasaña in Madrid but alas I was in the hipster neighborhood of Williamsburg at the musical venue Death by Audio. I say that it reminded me of Spain because people were smoking (to start some trouble I even said to one guy, “You can’t smoke in here” who poignantly took his cigarette out of his mouth, replied, “yes I can” and put the cigarette back into his mouth). It also reminded me of Spain because I overheard many different languages (and got hit on by a German who said he only kind of liked me but that’s a different story). So I sat through the bands whose names – as well as music sounded the same – Heavy Cream, Liquor Store, and Home Blitz.
Finally, after spending my time entertaining myself by asking people if they were wearing Chrome messenger bags (one of my friends is the “head sewer”) the headlining band Ty Segall (pronounced like the actor Steven not the bird) mounted the stage. And guess what, they sounded exactly like the other bands. So as I looked around the crowded room, with people nodding their heads in unison to simple beats and standard guitar chords, I couldn’t handle the inane scene of it all so I left.
All in all, aside from the entertainment I provided myself by causing trouble, I now know what to expect at Death by Audio.