Oops...

Went to see the Briefs (from Seattle) play last night in Hollywood. They were alot of fun: good, old time energetic punk rock like the Vibrators, the Weirdos and the Skulls. They were so good, in fact, that I couldn't stop myself from jumping into the mosh pit for a few rounds...heck, there were some kids in there who looked like they could be schoolmates of my 10 year old daughter. I thought I could hang. Well, that lasted about five minutes before all my energetic pogoing and slamming resulted in some involuntary bladder evacuation...ok, I peed in my pants...just a little! I guess I'm gonna have to come up with some punk rock Depends before my next show. I could start a new punk rock fashion trend.


This is not me crowd surfing.


Audience Joins The Briefs Onstage

I wasn't the only oldster there last night. I ran into my old Masque-mate, Billy Bones (who did not pee in his pants), lead singer of the Skulls, checking out the band. And some guy who looked an awful lot like Morrissey was there too, although he was safely ensconced in the VIP balcony, far from the moshing crowd. A girl who was standing next to me in the audience leaned over and said "Discreetly, can you look up in the balcony and tell me if that guy is Morrissey?" I looked up and confirmed that it looked like him. Then she started yelling " MORRISSEEYY! YEAH, MORRISSEEY!!" leaving me uncertain as to why she had bothered to use the word "discreetly" in the first place. I wonder if Morrissey ever peed his pants onstage?