Showing posts with label mike estabrook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mike estabrook. Show all posts

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Ween'n


So I'm gearing up for the crossword puzzle on the train ride north when I see that Ween's got a review. I thought that was fascinating, me liking both the band, and the crossword. Don't look too hard, I screwed up and put tern down as an arctic floater. It's berg.

Anyhoo, I thought that it would make a nice segued to meeting up with Frank & Michelle to see Ween play at Terminal 5 last Friday night.Ween shook the place up. Funny internet story- when I was younger and had gotten a job at the Salt Lake City Library, the librarians instructed me to familiarize myself with the internet. I was sent down to the basement where there was a computer that was hooked up to it, to fumble through it any way I saw fit. It was 1997 and the first page that came up was a generic search page. I had to choose what I wanted to attempt to "research". Being that I was a huge fan (had been since Ronn & Kelly Benway turned me on to God Ween Satan, right before the Pod was released. I was totally affected), I typed in Ween and pushed go. The first page I found was Vein's Live Ween Website, which began slowly loading its way down the screen. The first website I would ever visit was unfolding in front of me. And at a snail's pace, I appeared. I had an arrow coming off my head pointing to some text claiming I was this Vein's Mother. I was shocked. Here's the photo, circa 1996, not cropped down & minus the "mother" reference.
So, I was hooked instantly, and know I even buy my shoes there (the internet)
The following year I met Vein in Cincinnati, Ohio, thanks to some friends of his who recognized me from his site. He's a real nice guy from Indiana. Anyways, freaky internet stories aside, this show here was awesome. It was the first Ween show I've ever been to that I didn't take a crack at creating a good, non-violent circle pit, even for the slowest of the slow dirges. It's a calling, what can I say, and the forum thanks me for holding back. So I posted up on the 3rd story rail and watched. Here's some of what I saw, with some videos at the end.Here's the only sign of life, during "You F&^$*# Up" censored for your eyes and ear, young and old alike.

youwillheartny / Art Codex was represented by Ernest, Vandana, & Mike
(Mike got clipped by someones head, that's his arm to the right)

5th ave.

After the show we went to Gandhi for a late dinner, it was excellent, especially the mint nan.

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