You would think that if you invited several Philadelphia bloggers to accompany you to see They Might Be Giants (who are my favorite band, bar none) that someone would write about it.
You would be wrong.
Some might point out that the concert was on Friday and I am only now writing about it myself. Hey, I was busy going to the Apple Store, and then making that darned podcast (which has been viewed over 2,500 times on YouTube alone).
Enough moaning, onto the night at hand.
The plan was for everyone to meet at the Latest Dish before the concert to 'get our grub on' at 7pm. I was on track for being on time when Julie called and offered me a ride, which was very nice. Since this would save me the trouble of getting the trolley and then taking the subway (and give me some time to talk to Julie) I took her up on her offer.
That made me late.
Julie and I arrived at the Latest Dish at 7:30 to find that everyone had found each other and were seated together. We sat down and joined the lively conversation. Food (though it took awhile, and Dave's crabcakes never did appear), drinks (water for me!), and fun were had by all. Then the waitress damn near kicked us out by shoving the check at us. We all though that rather rude, until Julie admitted to telling the waitress that we were in a hurry. It all made sense.
So off to the TLA we went to see the Dual Quasars of Rock. I have no photos to accompany this entry because I was unclear of the TLA's camera policy and I thought it best to play it safe. Marisa, however, had tried calling ahead to find out if she could bring her camera with her. She couldn't get ahold of anyone, so assumed that since there was nothing posted on the TLA website that she was good to go.
I think you can all see where this is going.
We all entered the TLA (the men got patted down and the ladies had their bags searched) without a hitch, until it was Marisa's turn. Naturally she was last, and there is a not re-admittance policy. Keep that in mind.
The woman at the door looked into Marisa's bag and told her that they didn't allow 'professional cameras' into the venue. Now, Marisa's camera is nice (and it is black) but it isn't a professional camera. Try as we might to explain this to the ticket lady she wouldn't hear of it. It was either get rid of the camera (but where do you put it?) or don't come in.
We raised enough of a stink that the ticket woman called over her manager to have the final say. He took one quick glance at the camera and said, 'That's fine. She can go in.'
Crisis averted. I was worried for a little while that I was going to be have to be a good friend and miss the concert (SOLIDARITY!). Luckily, no such dramatic actions were called for.
Now that our entire party had entered the TLA it was time to discuss why this dude would be the opener for the opener. No one seemed that into him, but then again he was playing the ukulele on stage which takes some moxy.
Last Car was next up, and I liked them. They sang a few songs about Mr. T and then sang a very lovely song about a firefly. I bought their demo, which I was happy to find out included everything they sang on stage.
After the Last Car it was time for TMBG! It always takes at least 30 minutes to setup the stage for them, so we stood there waiting as more and more people filled up the venue.
Finally, their they were rocking us like a hurricane. If you would like the complete set list check out this entry on This Might Be a Wiki. They sang a good number of older songs I had never heard them sing in concert and some brand spanking new songs (as Flansburg said, 'We're here promoting our new album that isn't out yet by playing songs you don't know!'). They played for a good long while and had two encores (during which they played the TLA venue song which I enjoy).
Overall I would give the outing a 9.5 out of 10. I can't wait for the next TMBG concert.