Remember that show (that chances are) you didn’t  go to Tuesday night? The one at the No Fun House that sounded like it would be pretty dope that we were talking about here on DIT? Well it happened, and it was dope, and you missed it (probably).

Not being the type to hold grudges, but being the type to write down literal happenings in fancy-shmancy word-speak, I’m gonna let you in on exactly why it was dope.

The Parlor Scouts opened the night up rocking with synth, fronted by a ghostlike figure who sang like some sort of depressed super-artistic 12 year old (I mean that in the most positive way imaginable). They played mellow music that could’ve come from a music-box (albeit a rockin’ one) to a small crowd of very receptive individuals, and that was good.

Next were the the Bears of Blue River. Who, although missing half (?) of their band, managed to put on a pretty convincing performance. Although the lead singer kept talking about how he’d been to Kalamazoo to ski which was comical due to its lack of mountainous terrain. I guess I’ve just never seen Kalamazoo as the type of place where someone would purposefully go to ski, but whatever, they played some tunes, and that, too, was good.

Folklore played after the Bears of Blue River and got 5/6ths naked. I say that because there were 5 members and 3 of them got 1/2 naked. This works out to be about 0.8333 (infinity) nakedness. Nakedness aside, they played some pretty awesome jams. And for as much as I pride myself in my musical tastes, lyrical ability, and so-on, I can’t really think of how to tell you what they sounded like. We did tell you that they had these ties to this lesser-known “collective” that talk about elephants and sixes all the time, so I suppose, imagine (if you could) that type of music, only in the No Fun House, but a little different, because you’ve never heard Folklore before, and they’re just not that easy to explain. There was a pretty girl who played oboe, if that helps, and yes, she was one of the 20% of Folklore’s members that got half naked. Also they have a myspace page, but myspace aint cool, so whatever.

I didn’t get to stay for the last act, The Number Eight, ‘cuz my ride was leaving and I wasn’t very well going to sleep at the No Fun House because that wouldn’t have been fun. The music was great though, of what I did hear, and you can believe me when I say that because I told you so.

Edit: As quinlan88 has so gracefully pointed out in the comments, I used dyslexic math in this post and apologize to all confused parties. The band was 3/10 naked. I’m not exactly sure how I got that so wrong, but I never disputed my poor grades in math back in high-school, and I won’t now.