And we're back. Well, I'm back, being the proverbial we. Anyway.
Back from Boston and other assorted New England towns. Boston moves on from the chaos of weeks ago. Let me tell you, I walked along Boylston Street on my way to Fenway and you would never have known such massive destruction happen there. There are plenty of Boston Strong stickers around and vendors selling t-shirts, which I'm sure are going towards some victim's fund.
In any event, heading over Brighton Music Hall was a spur of the moment idea. It's hard attending a baseball game when you have no rooting interest in the outcome, but Fenway is a solid monument to baseball. Plus, I'm happy to report that BoSox fans are just insufferable as Yankees and Phillies fans.
Brighton Music Hall is in the Allston section of town, in the same general area as Boston University -- a straight shot on the Green Line. The area is filled with bars and cheap eat restaurants popular with college students. After the show I headed to Deep Ellum, I highly endorse it.
The space itself is basically one large room with a small section in back behind the stage for pool tables and Big Buck Hunter in case you want to shoot virtual deer between sets. Sightlines are fantastic since their are no columns anywhere. This being Boston, a top notch drinking town, plenty of beers to choose from. What I like the most is you can stand to the side of the stage to enjoy the fun or hang in the back for some breathing room. Even better, if you're a cheap ass, you can just watch through the glass windows in the back from the street.
As Palma Violets, fun as always, even if the the 450ish capacity room was only about 150 filled. The same 10 dudes were jumping and bro-ing it out the whole time. Monday night is the worst night for rock concerts, so I didn't expect a riot.
In any event, the band is sounding better each time I see them. You can see for yourself when they are in town tonight at the Music Hall of Williamsburg and Friday at Bowery Ballroom.