the frig blig

S roasted this delicious concoction for dinner tonite…mmmm, beets & potatoes!

S and I met up with two of her out-of-town cousins and their respective husbands (one couple hails from Pueblo and the other from Miami) at the base of the needle last night to do Bumbershoot. It’s been a few years since we attended, as the event seems more expensive and more crowded with each passing year. However it proved a fun-filled evening, and one could argue it was well worth the price since we saw three bands for the price of one.

First up was The Frames, an Irish band that S had seen in a film and likes. They were quite good, definitely have the Irish sound, mixing storytelling folklike ballads with driving rock similar to U2 (but with a fiddle).

Next we caught locals The Whore Moans at the Sky Church who after a short bizarre silent intro featuring flag-waving Lincoln clones broke into energetic hardcore. They rock socks with chock blocks.

We left in the middle of their set to catch The Greyboy Allstars at another stage already in progress. These guys from San Diego apparently regrouped last year and sound as tight and funky as ever. It was a treat to end the evening on. A good time was had by all (except for Kenny).