Among my favorite bands for the last year or so has been a local Minnesota band called Children 18:3. I happened to look at their myspace page recently, and they have a “video blog” up… Pretty amusing:
I love the shots of the people in the crowd staring at the stage with no expression whatsoever. Priceless.
In one of the band’s I played in, we played in a coffee shop one time… I guess the coffee shop didn’t realize that hardcore bands are, well… loud? It was interesting; people were leaving, giving us dirty looks, the attendant was freaking out because we were above the decibel limit for their establishment (they had a meter!)… good times. It was the worst show ever. So, in some ways, I can identify.
