my birthday made me feel old.
lara gave me a pair of sunglasses, the same frames that my regular glasses came from. i also went out for sushi with two of the guys i work with. yeah.
in a slightly more interesting bit of news, i went to see the band lungfish with craig and his sister. we met up with gerry loughran at the show as well as some of craig's sister's friends. as far as show go this had to be one of the best that i have ever experienced (i say expereinced because there were things happening on levels that i couldn't even begin to understand). this show had to be either one of the best performances by a band that i have ever seen; either that or one of the biggest shams that i've ever been had by.
the opening bands were rather unremarkable wuss rock type bands, not really all that interesting or original. however when lungfish took the stage that all seemed rather inconsequential (actually anything would after lungfish's performance). until this point i don't think that i've ever heard anyone play the jews harp live, and not only that but in such a way that it could have been an entire performace unto itself. after five to ten minutes of the jews harp it just got more bizzare from there. the members of lungfish began to play thier instruments just as you would expect at any other standard rock oriented show. however one thing that you rapidly would have noticed at this show was that the lead singer wasn't singing but rather stumbling and jerking around stage as if years of drug abuse or insanity had been the normal state of his life.
i should also note that lungfish's lead singer looks like a stereotypical homeless crazy guy, the type who would make random jerky psuedo-dancelike movements under even normal circumstances. as a matter of fact on the way into the bar i did momentarily mistake him for a homeless person, crumpled up old suit jacket, thinning hair covered by an old well worn touque, long scragily beard, rumpled jeans and weathered leather boots.
to continue on with my story; the music continued on, song after song, after song. this continued for quite sometime, all the while you would have been thinking "ok next song he's gotting to sing". finally at one point the band stopped, and the crazed homeless looking singer mumbled something about feeling good about people in vancouver or something to that extent. at this point the band started again, this time vocals included. they played a few songs in this fashion and then, that was it. the band left the stage and was gone. craig and i sat there for a while not quite knowing what to make of the experience. we knew we had either just witnessed greatness or had the wool pulled over our eyes, royally. either way we both agreed that it was a pretty damn entertaining show.
lara's birthday was also this month. due to every fault of my own it was even more uneventful than my own birhtday.
in more important news (bmx related) i purchased three new frames. two mosh steel frames and one aluminum race frame. one i'll probably end up selling to jeff and hopefully i'll end up making the race frame into a super-light dirt jumper. the dirt jumper would come in handy due to the fact that rob and i (among others) have been building and riding a set of dirt jumps not far from our apartment(s). i even went so far as to buy some tiki torches so that we can ride at night. which we have already tried out to much success.