Three local bands on a Thursday is how a scene actually works, and it is the thing least likely to show up in any search you would think to run.
Evening Elephants, The Braymores and Jade Street all live here. That means the crowd is not made of fans in the abstract — it is the other bands, the roommates, the person who shot the video, the friend who lent the amp. A hometown bill has a texture a touring show never does: everybody claps for everybody, and the between-set music is somebody's actual phone on shuffle.
This is the show where you find the band you will be smug about in two years. Every regular at this club has that story and every one of them started on a Thursday exactly like this, standing near the back, expecting nothing in particular.
Cheap door, no advance hype, three sets. If you have been meaning to find out what San Diego sounds like right now rather than what it sounded like in 2011, this is the night to do it.
Thursday the eighth of October, half past eight, 2501 Kettner Blvd.
Three local bands on a Thursday is how a scene actually works, and it is the thing least likely to show up in any search you would think to run.
Evening Elephants, The Braymores and Jade Street all live here. That means the crowd is not made of fans in the abstract — it is the other bands, the roommates, the person who shot the video, the friend who lent the amp. A hometown bill has a texture a touring show never does: everybody claps for everybody, and the between-set music is somebody's actual phone on shuffle.
This is the show where you find the band you will be smug about in two years. Every regular at this club has that story and every one of them started on a Thursday exactly like this, standing near the back, expecting nothing in particular.
Cheap door, no advance hype, three sets. If you have been meaning to find out what San Diego sounds like right now rather than what it sounded like in 2011, this is the night to do it.
Thursday the eighth of October, half past eight, 2501 Kettner Blvd.
Three local bands on a Thursday is how a scene actually works, and it is the thing least likely to show up in any search you would think to run.
Evening Elephants, The Braymores and Jade Street all live here. That means the crowd is not made of fans in the abstract — it is the other bands, the roommates, the person who shot the video, the friend who lent the amp. A hometown bill has a texture a touring show never does: everybody claps for everybody, and the between-set music is somebody's actual phone on shuffle.
This is the show where you find the band you will be smug about in two years. Every regular at this club has that story and every one of them started on a Thursday exactly like this, standing near the back, expecting nothing in particular.
Cheap door, no advance hype, three sets. If you have been meaning to find out what San Diego sounds like right now rather than what it sounded like in 2011, this is the night to do it.
Thursday the eighth of October, half past eight, 2501 Kettner Blvd.