Just another Mayer Monday

Tiff and I went to the Music Hall of Williamsburg last night to see The Heavy and Mayer Hawthorne play.  Mayer Hawthorne used to be in a band with my friend's ex-boyfriend in college back in Ann Arbor, so its always funny to see people from back when kind of make it big.  Weirdly enough his music is 1,000 times different from back when he was rockin the Athletic Mic League.  He's got this kind of old motown pop thing going on that I kind of love.   



 The Heavy did the opening act, and I have to say that they by FAR stole the show.  They came on with so much energy (which was a surprise given that they were all in suits and bowties - they looked like an old brass band from the 50's) and did an amazing live show.

 The show was hosted by Mazda, which is kind of lame, but when you get corporate sponsors they always provide fun interactive stuff, like free photo booths and complimentary drink tickets.  I bet you can't guess what our theme was for this series of photos....ok, I'll give you a hint, it rhymes with "granimals."

 So, here's Mayer Hawthorne, playing with the County.  He's only put out one album in a couple of years and I guess he's just been touring that one steady ever since.  The nice thing about that is that I knew almost every song he played.  It was a good show, but The Heavy was definitely a hard act to follow.

Tiff and I, playing audience.  That girl behind me on the left was totally obnoxious and got a flying elbow to the abdomen about 15 minutes after I took this shot.  I have a good technique down.  I pretend I'm super into the music and dancing, and then I execute a calculated blow to the soft underbelly of the person grinding up behind me.  If they get angry, I play dumb and say "ohhhhh....I'm sorrryyyyy...."

Pottery Barn used to sell these giant letters for people to post their initials on the wall over their bed, or on a shelf in the foyer.  But, I never thought people actually bought them.