Essays, Interviews, Observations, Pop Culture, Stories, and other Dodginess

Liffey at Murphy’s Bleachers

Posted on November 24, 2016

I took a break from writing and drinking on the Saturday after the Cubs won the World Series to visit Murphy’s Bleachers, across from Wrigley Field, where I did a little writing and some drinking. Here’s a few pics from that day. More Dodgy stuff coming soon.

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Aidan at the Warpaint show

Posted on October 18, 2016

Aidan was late to the Warpaint show.

“I had to deliver fucking paint,” he said.

Thalia Hall, Sept. 30, in Chicago’s Pilsen neighborhood. Warpaint on tour in support of their new album “Heads Up.” I was there first. After a few trips up and down 18th Street I found a free parking space just a few blocks away from the hall in front of a liquor store called “Trebxl Liquor’s.” At least that’s what the sign said. Apparently they have low prices and only accept cash, and have interesting spelling.

As I was walking past the alley next to Dusek’s Board and Beer, which is in the front of Thalia Hall, I could hear the sounds of Warpaint’s “Undertow.” I was running late because I was helping my neighbor, Mrs. Weregun, get rid of a raccoon that found its way into her place. I was more worried for the raccoon.

“You’re worthless if you can’t this this animal outta here,” she said, with a cigarette in her mouth. “You’re a shit. Going to a concert with that stupid hat.”

I was tempted to leave Mrs. Weregun in the company of the raccoon. But I really felt for the raccoon. And it looked like it regretted sneaking in there, and left as I left.

“Great, both of you assholes go,” she said.

I walked into Thalia Hall and after using a really nice empty bathroom I grabbed a 3 Floyds Yum Yum beer at the bar in the back just as the girls were starting one of my favorite Warpaint songs, “Love Is to Die.”

Aidan walked in shortly after. He grabbed a beer and told me he was late because of his job and delivering the fucking paint from Bridgeport to “fucking Indiana.”

He also said he paused outside the hall to watch a man who was choking on a moth that apparently flew into his mouth.

Seeing Warpaint was inspiring, musically, as Aidan and I plotted our next UK Grief recording.

A Christmas record based on “It’s A Wonderful Life.” It would be a little punky, with some “hee haw style” thrown in.

Potential titles include “Help You Down,” “The Life and Death of Mr. Gower,” Mary’s Legs,” “Youth is Wasted on the Young,” and “Naked Harry.”

After the show we hung out at Punch House with a few gals we met at the show. One said she was a Cam Girl and despite being really pretty she had hairy legs. She said that it “was her thing” on the Cam.

When I got to my apartment I saw a silhouette of Mrs. Weregun in her window, doing some kind of weird “I’m getting electrocuted” dance to music that from what I could tell, sounded like some kind goth circus. I averted my eyes and went inside my place, heated up a leftover Egg McMuffin, and listened to the new Warpaint album. I turned it up for “New Song” and did my own little dance.

 

Coming Next: Aidan at the Warpaint show

Posted on October 13, 2016

Aidan at the Warpaint show (or “I had to deliver fucking paint”)

Aidan and I attended the Warpaint show a few weeks ago at beautiful Thalia Hall in Pilsen. Aidan talks about the show and why he was late, as do I (another run-in with neighbor Mrs. Weregun) in the next post that should be up this weekend. Meanwhile, I continue work on the book “The Dodgy.” 

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The view from near the bar at Thalia Hall for the Warpaint show.