chin up chin up // nectar // 14 november 2006

I regret that I’m too hopped up on cold pills and hot toddies to type up a coherent recap of last night’s Chin Up Chin Up show. Instead of telling you about it being a performance that you’ll feel bad about having missed, I’ll just recommend that you download “This Harness Can’t Ride Anything” [mp3], expect that it will have the intended effect, and ask a couple of questions:

1. Where was everyone? Did you all go to Hot Chip instead. Sure, it was a Tuesday and Nectar is in Fremont, which is pretty much a public transit logic puzzle from almost everywhere else in Seattle, but a couple of the less fratty clubs seemed to be doing O.K. and it was a free show by a visiting buzzworthy band !
2. Why does Nectar smell like it’s built above a pile of smoldering rubber tires? Was the odor a side effect of the smoke machine that helped set the mood for local shoegazers, the Turn Ons? Or an enticement to make people feel like picking up some cigarettes from show sponsor Camel cigarettes, who had decorated the place with surgeon general’s warnings and chrome dromedaries?

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