My Poor, Bored Eardrums

Darlings, I'm positively wilting from my recent lack of live music experiences.
There are reasons, I can tell you, for the barren weeks that have passed, leaving my eardrums unscathed and un-titillated.
Mainly, I AM NOW LIVING IN SAN FRANCISCO! The past few weeks have been an insane whirling mass of things to do, boxes to pack and then unpack, jobs to find, and life to sort out. But now I'm in San Francisco and believe me, the live music opportunities are pretty much endless here. So basically, prepare for the jump into hyper mode. I have some serious show-going to take care of, now that I'm in the city that spurred my love for live music in the first place (Bottom of the Hill, I'm looking at you).
It breaks my heart a little that Coachella doesn't lie in my immediate future this year, but from a practical perspective it just didn't make sense. Lucky for me, about half of the bands I wanted to see at Coachella are making a point of stopping by this fair and foggy city on their way to Indio.
Which is awesome, but also painful. Tonight, for example, The Dead Weather are playing at The Fillmore. And tomorrow night. And I am not going to either show. Jónsi of Sigur Rós is playing in Berkeley tonight. I am not going. Passion Pit, MGMT, and Portugal.The Man have all made pit stops over the past week. BAH HUMBUG. I'm being practical, spacing it out, planning my time and money as responsibly as I can.
I got some insider information, too.
Mainly, Mr. Jónsi of Sigur Rós is NOT ONLY playing two shows in a row, but on Saturday, which happens to be RECORD STORE DAY (is it planned on this weekend deliberately as a kind of parting gift for those of us who couldn't go to Coachella? Side note: when I was little and watched Wheel of Fortune with my Grandma, I always thought Pat Sajak was saying "Party Gift" and I pictured things like Pin the Tail on the Donkey kits and those ugly cone hats with the uncomfortable strings that go around your chin, and I thought how cheap the Wheel of Fortune people must be to give their contestants such lame ass gifts), he is playing a FREE IN STORE CONCERT at Amoeba on Haight St. Free music? Yes please! In the Haight? Even better. Oh, and I can WALK to Amoeba in about 20 minutes, taking a shortcut through Golden Gate Park? Um, okay. This is my life?
I hope Jónsi's not too emotionally distraught about the volcano in his homeland to play, though. Poor Iceland is going through some rough times.
Anyway, look forward to some new posts over the next few days. Friday I've got a show in Berkeley, Saturday is the Record Store Day extravaganza, and Monday is Band of Skulls (!). SWEET.
In the meantime, I think tomorrow I'll wander through the city looking for Jack White. Hopefully my hair is red enough that he would actually be willing to let me have his autograph. That'd be all that I needed.