howl.

speaking of last weekend . . it was kind of the best ever. i know that i often say things are the "best ever", but seriously. it was really really great. admittedly, there was one period of about 15 minutes where jesse and i got all snappy with each other, but we were HOWNGRY, and that is a basic human need that supersedes all courtesy. in my book. all snappiness dissipated at the mercy of some delicious fresh-from-Eastern-Market goat cheese and basil ravioli, a little salad, and some crusty french bread. i'm giddy just remembering it.

it was also a fantastic music weekend, commencing with J. Robbins playing an acoustic set accompanied by my pal Gordon Withers on cello. oh the perks of living in DC. muy bueno. many old Jawbox and Burning Airlines songs were played and i sat there recording video on el iphone with a slap-happy perma-grin on me face. one of my favorites:

fast forward to sunday evening. FINALLY reunited with my old friend Vincent whom i hadn't seen in like 12 years. he and another old friend, Andrea, are in the very awesome metal band Howl from Providence, RI. they're on tour and came through DC and i made it happen, cap'n.

firstly . . it's really crazy to see someone after 12 years of minimal communication and then just sit down and hash out some real life shit and have a great conversation and realize you're so in sync after all these years. i always held Vincent in the highest esteem and the guy is still completely solid. squish.


secondly . . Howl. is. great. GO SEE THEM. they put on an awesome show, have great stage presence, killer music, and, even more importantly, have great hair. this is one of my favorite photos from the night because, um, hello?! andrea!! hair!!


and then this one because . . well, just look at these guys. the flash pointed up from the floor made them seem admirably sinister.


and more.


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in summary, a culmination of events that have led me to revel in a state of content all week. i win.