Blogging Minnesota - The Band's All Here

Last night we went to a club in which three bands played very loud music with shouting a bunch. I think the kids theses days call it Rock and Roll music. But I don't care for it – not one bit. Erodes the moral fiber of this fine nation.

I didn't understand many of the songs. I think one was about a guy who could only scream and that made him really angry and another was about guy who liked yelling but stopped every so often because his friend is a drummer and needed to get a long solo out of his system. But I did realize, with names such as “Vampire Hands,” shitty hipster bands are running out of nouns and adjectives to name themselves with.

Honestly, those bands were a bag of hardcore suck.

On the plus side, I'm the only one of the three of us comedians who isn't hung over right now at 9:30 in the morning. Huzzah!