Weddings Can Be Good Too
I hate that I had to miss the Misfats show this weekend. I've been hearing nothing but good bologna about the show. I have no way to make up for not going to the show other than to hit the one at the Good Times Bar & Grill this coming Saturday. It will prove to be nothing like the mad-house freak show at Dante's, but this will give the band a chance to return to their grass-roots core audience who made them what they are today. Oh, and if you tried to get to the misfats.com website this weekend and couldn't... well, that was basically my fault. Of course, it was the fault of their hordes of fans, swarming the website with an insatiable desire for more Misfats info, including band bios and photos. It was just my fault I didn't give them more bandwidth, cuz that's what they ended up running short on. Apologies. Well done, fans.
I'm not a big fan of the weddings. Normally, I will avoid the responsibility of having to go to a wedding at all costs. They usually consist of tossing you in to a semi-social situation with a heap of people you don't really know, who may or may not be relatives of yours, and all the while you're supposed to focus on making it the perfect day for the bride & groom. Then there's the extra elements added to the wedding which give it that conflicting atmosphere. You're supposed to dress up but be comfortable doing the chicken dance with two dozen other suckers who don't want to be on the dance floor either. They fill you full of good food and then expect you to stay awake during the long speeches about people you don't even know. And finally they point out the open bar but expect you to stay sober. I'm not Superman.
All that said, this wedding kicked ass. Great food, open bar, good atmosphere, excellent band, short ceremony, and long after-party/reception. Well done. If I learned anything about the right way to pull off a wedding, it was this: Own all the booze and hire a good bartender. My brother and his fiancé drove 500 miles down to Northern California and hit a liquor barn about a month before the wedding. They spent like $1000 on booze and hauled it all back up North. They hired a good bartender and kept all the remaining booze at the end. Pure genius. I'm ready to get married again just to have an excuse to pull this same thing off.
I'm not a big fan of the weddings. Normally, I will avoid the responsibility of having to go to a wedding at all costs. They usually consist of tossing you in to a semi-social situation with a heap of people you don't really know, who may or may not be relatives of yours, and all the while you're supposed to focus on making it the perfect day for the bride & groom. Then there's the extra elements added to the wedding which give it that conflicting atmosphere. You're supposed to dress up but be comfortable doing the chicken dance with two dozen other suckers who don't want to be on the dance floor either. They fill you full of good food and then expect you to stay awake during the long speeches about people you don't even know. And finally they point out the open bar but expect you to stay sober. I'm not Superman.
All that said, this wedding kicked ass. Great food, open bar, good atmosphere, excellent band, short ceremony, and long after-party/reception. Well done. If I learned anything about the right way to pull off a wedding, it was this: Own all the booze and hire a good bartender. My brother and his fiancé drove 500 miles down to Northern California and hit a liquor barn about a month before the wedding. They spent like $1000 on booze and hauled it all back up North. They hired a good bartender and kept all the remaining booze at the end. Pure genius. I'm ready to get married again just to have an excuse to pull this same thing off.
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