Wednesday is the night nothing is supposed to happen. You have agreed to this without ever being asked, and so has everyone you know, which is how a whole evening every week quietly went missing.
The cure is a small independent room on Kettner where the bill is two bands you have not heard of yet. That is the entire pitch and it is a better one than it sounds: nobody is there out of obligation, nobody is filming the whole set, and the thing you walk out with is a band you now get to tell people about first. That specific pleasure is only available before anyone else knows.
Doors at seven-thirty, music at eight-thirty. Home at a reasonable hour, which on a Wednesday is not a small consideration.
November 18, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Text the friend who always says yes to weeknights. This room runs a bill most nights of the week, and the midweek ones are where the good discoveries hide.
Wednesday is the night nothing is supposed to happen. You have agreed to this without ever being asked, and so has everyone you know, which is how a whole evening every week quietly went missing.
The cure is a small independent room on Kettner where the bill is two bands you have not heard of yet. That is the entire pitch and it is a better one than it sounds: nobody is there out of obligation, nobody is filming the whole set, and the thing you walk out with is a band you now get to tell people about first. That specific pleasure is only available before anyone else knows.
Doors at seven-thirty, music at eight-thirty. Home at a reasonable hour, which on a Wednesday is not a small consideration.
November 18, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Text the friend who always says yes to weeknights. This room runs a bill most nights of the week, and the midweek ones are where the good discoveries hide.
Wednesday is the night nothing is supposed to happen. You have agreed to this without ever being asked, and so has everyone you know, which is how a whole evening every week quietly went missing.
The cure is a small independent room on Kettner where the bill is two bands you have not heard of yet. That is the entire pitch and it is a better one than it sounds: nobody is there out of obligation, nobody is filming the whole set, and the thing you walk out with is a band you now get to tell people about first. That specific pleasure is only available before anyone else knows.
Doors at seven-thirty, music at eight-thirty. Home at a reasonable hour, which on a Wednesday is not a small consideration.
November 18, Casbah, 2501 Kettner Blvd. Text the friend who always says yes to weeknights. This room runs a bill most nights of the week, and the midweek ones are where the good discoveries hide.