I'll Come Running to Tie Your Shoes

The Mice Parade show last night was awesome. They had about 6-7 people playing, including drummer Doug Scharin and Kristin Anna, one of the girls from Mum. It was a percussive delight, I tell ya. Doug is an amazing drummer, first of all—overrated or not, and was playing some great dynamic, odd-metered stuff. At one point he and Adam Pierce (the main mouse) did this great drum solo with Adam going off on this hand drum he was sitting on. I'm not usually a big fan of drum solos, either, but this was lovely. The crowd was sparse...maybe 1/3 capacity or something, but they seemed to be pretty into it. It was kind of cool that way, actually. In fact, there was nary a hipster to be found; I like that. So that's 2/2 great shows from those guys. Good work. [Special thanks to Tim for driving and sparing me from Metro-ing or sitting at home and missing a cool show.]

We caught most of Boom Bip's set before Mice Parade went on, and it was much better than I expected. They had a full band and were way more rock than I would've guessed—drums, kb/laptop, guitars, bass. It's weird; that first album is like indie ambient hip hop, and this new one...do I have a fake or something? Honestly, I haven't listened to Blue Eyed in the Red Room a whole lot because it didn't really grab me a first, but their kraut-inspired set last night didn't sound much like the album at all; I actually found it way more engaging and interesting. We didn't stay for Headphones, but I'm guessing we didn't miss much.

So, I'm DJing tonight at good old Galaxy Hut. I'm sure you noticed the flyer in my previous post (which seemed to go over like a lead balloon, but whatever). I've decided not to bring my turntable. It's too much trouble for only playing a few bits of vinyl. It looks like it's gonna be all-digital: CD decks and my trusty iPod. My set will range from the wonderful to the fantastic. That's the good news. The bad news is that I'll be playing everything backwards. Sorry, technical difficulties.

And finally, this just in: Joe Pernice (of the Pernice Brothers) now resembles a young Jerry Garcia. What's up, Joe? It looks like you've been spending way too much time at home. Why not tour a little and play a show for me?

Oh well, click through to view his self-produced pilot for MTV's Cribs. It's pretty funny, for just some guy showing you around his house.