Your Head Is A Barometer: I Been Drinking To My Own Health Again

Jason Boesel (with Dawes as backing band). Cory Chisel and His Wandering Sons. Dawes.
The Crepe Place. 2/5/10.

The Crepe Place is kicking some major music-booking ass right now. Par exemplum: Jason Boesel, aka the drummer of Rilo Kiley and member of Conor Oberst's Mystic Valley Band, shows up with these two other excellent bands and they rock the night away.
I mean, I knew of all of these people before seeing them. They were all really fun live. Clearly Dawes was the main draw for most people, but I like the folksy-country twang of Cory Chisel, who is more interesting in person than on his album, and I like Jason Boesel's songs. None of these bands were really earth shattering, but they're all talented and they were having fun and that always rubs off on the crowd.
For Dawes' last song David Rawlings showed up and jumped on stage. I guess he'd played a show at the Catalyst earlier and headed over to the Crepe Place afterwards because he's friends with Jason Boesel and the dudes from Dawes. Actually I was standing right next to him in the crowd for awhile and didn't even realize it. Crazy.
At the end of the night I decided to ask Jason if I could take a picture with him. He was super sweet about it and we talked for a few minutes about his solo stuff and Outside Lands. And then he asked me if I had change for a twenty and I only had eighteen dollars, so he's like, "that's good enough," and I said, "are you sure? I feel like I'm robbing you," and he goes, "no, because you're really helping me out right now and I'm really grateful." So clearly we're now best friends. I have to admit that my aim, at first, was to use him to get to Conor and Jenny (I even tried to look over his shoulder to see if he was texting Conor at one point - I'm such a goddam stalker), but after chatting with him I sort of love him now. So yes, it'd be awesome if he told Jenny she should take me vintage shopping with her, and told Conor that he and I were soulmates. But I'm also just fine with the fact that he gave me two dollars and took a lovely picture with me. That's enough. I won't be greedy in these harsh economic times.

Clearly we are in love.

Cory Chisel and His Wandering Sons

Young The Giant (The Jakes). I the Mighty.
The Catalyst Atrium.

I the Mighty is not my kind of music. There. I said it.
This show was the day after Salinger died so I ordered a rum and coke in Holden's honor and tried to pick out the phonies. Everyone was a phony.
The artists formerly known as The Jakes (now known as Young the Giant) played and it was good. I mean, their music is very likable, and what's-his-face the lead singer has a nice voice, so they are enjoyable. I don't think I'll ever be obsessed with their music, but when they roll into town you gotta take advantage, ya know?
It was a pretty mellow show except that there was this crazy old homeless man who was clearly stoned out of his mind and he started stripping and everyone could see his tanned and tattooed old man body and that wasn't the greatest. At first it was kind of funny, but then...
All in all, this was a fun but pretty uneventful show.