This first pic is really one of my favorites. Part of Jaimeson's pitch to head up to Wisconsin with them last weekend was so we could visit the Mars' Cheese Castle in Kenosha. We ended up detouring a bit early to grab a fantastically feisty neckbeard who'd been left by the bus so I dropped in for both of us this weekend instead. Safe to say that I will be back.
Yes, that is cheese in the shapes of cows, beer and the great state of Wisconsin (officially one of my favorite places now that I've been there two weekends in a row). The ones in the shape of the state almost seem redundant after the beer, cows and of course, the medium itself. I did not come away with any of these. I DID manage a brick of Applesmoked Gruyere and a 4 year Sharp yellow cheddar. I'm saving the gruyere for an occasion of sorts but the cheddar will come up again later. It already found some fabulous use.
One testy thing I will say toward Wisconsin: Wisconsin, your cities are confusing and your civil engineers should be drug out into the one way streets and shot. I mean it. I missed the grid system two weekends in a row and probably would have had an accident had Jaimeson not known his way around Madison and had Caro the Level-Headed not been the one driving through Milwaukee.
That said...great show. The opener was a guy called Yacht. Talk about a crazy f*&%. Seriously was ready to sign him off as the product of a meth-mushroom cocktail until about 3 songs in. When I realized he might be a genius. Still a crazy f*&%, but brilliantly different and coordinated. Quite a dance party he started!
Then the main event- Vampire Weekend is a talented little group of prepsters. I knew they were fresh out of Columbia but was struck at how young they really are! They played the full album and played it well but I was expecting some new material that I suppose they've just not developed yet. So they were good but green and the set was relatively short when put up against my Wisconsin show last weekend. For $12 and a road trip though? Definitely worth it and this will still likely be my summer album.
Yes, I took a picture of the women's restroom at Turner Ballroom. A few decent reasons:
- I was in here a few times. Thank you $3 PBR Tall Boys.
- It is bar none the NICEST venue facility I've ever seen. Including the Ritz off Michigan. When have you EVER been to a concert and looked at yourself in the mirror at a show and gone, "Huh. I look well-rested and a little glowy." Major props Turner.
- It's the only photo I have of this trip with one of my friends in it. Caro is putting her lipgloss on in the far left mirror:)
Not only were we legitimately glad to know the password (yes, you need it) but once inside a group of old bikers gave us their table. And we proceeded to hold court for a couple hours (you can still smoke in Wisconsin bars...whoops), just taking in the amazing scenery. For my Memphis friends- think a bigger, classed up Raiford's Hollywood Disco. For everyone else, there is a large erotic poster of Burt Reynolds in the women's restroom. And then there was this:
This chairlift rises up out of the floor with the guest of honor for different parties etc. His face pretty much sums it up. They then play a 2 minute smut montage. Hilarious.
Caro was incredible and had taken it easy so we decided to just head back to our own beds. Jean and I had taken it easy enough to be awake and entertaining for the ride home. The ride home made infinitely better when we found a McDonald's open at 3am. I slept till 11am Sunday. UNHEARD of.
Once I got up, there was work to be done. A house to be scrubbed, all clean towels on deck, all floor space swept for sleeping and snacks-n-Seagrams to be prepped.
I may have seen Vampires on Saturday night, but Sunday was reserved for my favorite werewolves and another late evening...