Last Thursday, I went to see the thoroughly awesome Wisconsin band IfIHadAHiFi at The Funhouse.
When you step into a bar with a malevolent clown looming atop it, one of three things could happen: someone’s going to get murdered, you’re going to run into a pack of Juggalos in the wild, or the clown could be the worst thing that happens to you all evening.
I don’t like clowns, you see.
Not because I think “Hey, that would be a cute quirk to cultivate”, oh no. Clowns bother me. Deeply. Really. The clown car tragedy gag on Reno 911 made me laugh myself sick for what were probably the wrong reasons. Luckily, there were no Juggalos, and as far as I know, no one got murdered, so the clown itself, watching, watching, always watching, was probably the worst bit of the evening.
These guys were incredibly energetic onstage, though no shattered teeth this time due to basses being crammed where they have no business going. The audience was filled with ‘sconnies, and it was clearly dedication night, with yours truly being dedicated a song about Mars Cheese Castle, which is only right and natural, considering I spent the better part of 18 years 5 miles down the road from this haven of kringle and chudge.
Dr Awkward, aka hotshotrobot and The Amazing Lobster Girl!
My ears were ringing for the better part of the next two days. But in a good way!
!cute!
love the picture of you and DJ!…major awesomeness for getting a song dedicated to you also!…
I finally went to the Mars Cheese Castle for the first time last month!…would have gone a week ago to get stuff for a work potluck, but I got wary of a certain maniac on the road while I was driving to get there…and I thought the potluck started sooner than it actually did, heh…
There are no castles of cheese here. We are remiss in cheese culture! 🙁
Adorkable!
I choose option 4, a bar half-loaded with drunken people who one day decided to be punk rockers and then went out and bought their culture ;]
(I used to semi-frequent the place as it was only a block or two from my apartment and I had managed to get myself banned from 5 points already)
Ah, it’s that way in just about any ‘theme’ bar, I think, from the faux gothrockers at the Mercury to the whores on wheels at pretty much any bar in Belltown.
If it looks like an Inman…
Clowns. :shudder:
Yeah, I think that clowns =/= juggalos. So you should be safe in the fun house. My only beef with that bar is how friggin loud it gets. Otherwise, it’s a great little dive. 😉
Incidentally, Jen and I live a few blocks from there. Next time you see a show there, stop and say hi!
Shall I just wander around, shouting your name? I don’t think I’ve been to your new place since the last place I recall you living at was in Cap Hill (or was it 1st Hill? Either way, NOT by The Funhouse.).