A carload of my close friends took off today to Montreal for a bagel and Reuben-eating, beer chugging, recluse-leading noise-rock band listening, getaway. Meanwhile, I sit here at work, watching the snow fall outside through the window, wondering if they'll make it back alive.
I was supposed to head to Maine next week to catch Sigur Ros, a fabulous Icelandic band made even more fabulous by the fact they play less-than-exotic places such as Portland, Maine. But seeing a forecast that calls for 20 cm (centimetres for you Americans, and yes, we spell it "re," not "er") consoles me when I think back to why I decided not to head to the French-Canadian metropolis in the first place.
Instead, I get to rock it with controller.controller and OK Go at one of the local watering holes. In case you didn't know, OK Go is the band that became famous with their hugely downloaded video of them practicing their choreographed dance skills in the backyard:
Ok Go in the backyard
Supposedly due to the word-of-mouth success of said video, the Ohio-based band has been invited for the sole purpose of doing this dance for television shows and during opening slots on comedy tours. Who knew that indie kids trying to be N'Sync would be so popular? Perhaps I should head to Value Village, pick up a $10 used suit and hit the comedy circuit with my interpretation of the Nutcracker set to the sounds of the latest Nada Surf record. Score!
That said, if they choose to ignore the main reason people like them and decide to neglect "the dance," I will be extremely peeved walking home from the bar in the blizzard tonight. That is, until I find out that my friends hurled off a bridge near Miramichi, New Brunswick in order to avoid hitting an Ewok or Chewbacca in the middle of the road.