The music, people and stupid moments that make up the nightlife
It truly irritates me that there is so little to do on holiday weekends. Every night of the week, there is some event that I want to attend but cannot because I am in class or have to read a 400-page history of foreign correspondents or write an article or work on a news feature or some crap like that. Then I have a free Sunday night and what is going on? Nothing. Oh, well, there was that
David Mancuso gig last night, but it was $20, which is the same amount of money that will give me slightly less than a half-tank of gas. I checked My Space and the
LA Weekly and all I could find was one insipid 1980s-themed party after another. If I wanted retro, I would just stay home and watch VH1 Classic all night. At least with that option there is the chance that I could hear something that isn't "Mickey" or "Come On Feel the Noise."
That said, I ended up at Carlos' house, where we watched the entire first season of
The Adventures of Pete and Pete on DVD.
Pete and Pete was my favorite show in high school. I guess it sounds sort of weird to say that I was sixteen and watching Nickelodeon, but can you really top a show with characters so ordinary that they are bizarre? A show with guest appearances from Kate Pierson, Juliana Hatfield, Michael Stipe, Steve Buscemi AND Iggy Pop? A show with a
soundtrack featuring
Luscious Jackson,
Drop Nineteens,
Apples in Stereo and every
Stephen Merritt project around at the time? Seriously, you cannot top
Pete and Pete.