Love ya Fountains of Wayne, but the Old 97’s kick your ass in a live show
Published by Becky S July 18th, 2004 in arts, philadelphia
I was sitting in the cold, pouring rain for over two hours, waiting for the Old 97’s to perform at the Singer Songwriter festival. Wisely, I had left the umbrella in the car and had brought no rain gear except a Phillies hat.
Because my friends bowed out of the festivities rather than subject their two year old to a long, rainy afternoon, I was not only drenched and shivering—I was alone with my thoughts.
“Hmmm,” thinks me, “these lightweight off-white pants were an interesting choice for sitting in the rain. They are, in fact, downright translucent. I wonder what underwear I have on.”
“Oh no! It is a striped pair! I am cold and hungry and beerless, but I can’t get up without showing my stripes to everybody!” So I just sat there looking wet and pathetic. Someone offered me an apple.
The Old 97’s rocked, by the way. They performed with their usual energy and did a short but memorable set. The guy sweeping up trash joined in, playing air guitar on his broom, and a good time was had by all. Drag It Up, the new record, is available on July 27th.
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It seems like you are all about concerts in the rain lately.
Glad you enjoyed it though.
You are a hardier person than I. I thought about hitting Singer-Songwriter until it started to pour. I’m a wimp. *grin*
I wouldn’t sit in the rain by myself for 2+ hours for just any band. Actually, the Old 97’s are probably the only band.
You know I don’t think I have ever actually hard an Old 97’s song. I saw the front man at Singer Songwriter last year (he played before TMBG), but I think that is all I have heard from them.
Many people have been singing their praises. Perhaps I should give them a chance.
you are so obviously a farce
the real brittney would NEVER have shied away from showing off some panties
TSK TSK TSK–what tangled webs we weave!
Did I just get chided by a crack whore?