Sean Hayes, Botticellis review- Independent 5/17/09

Posted by glen609 on May 17, 2009

“As God is my witness” guys can be such douche-bags. I met this lovely girl, Jessica, between bands

and we were dancin’ and groovin’ when this guy behind me gives me a big shove right into her. I didn’t turn around right away because I was recording, but when the song ended I turned around and asked what his fucking problem was. Check out the altercation and the first half of the show right here:

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Now, the guy’s girlfriend who I was apparently crowding and who’s honor was seriously at stake must have given him an earful and he was fearful of his life because he apologized profusely, and I accepted it, but not before the damage was done. Jessica moved off during the aggression and I never saw her again. There are unintended consequences to your testosterone fueled doucheyness, guys. Cool it. Jessica, call me! I’m a pacifist and a lover, not a fighter.

Sean Hayes sings a lot of songs about birds and one about Dolores Guerrero so Dolores is an apt metaphor and a pretty good example of a bird. We found her a couple days ago in the park and she should be good to fly away any day now. She like to eat every 15 minutes so I’ve had to carry her around with me everywhere, to work, to the park, to the cafe on the corner for breakfast.

I’ll take her to Bay to Breakers tomorrow in a syringe box because she still needs to be fed about every 15 minutes and I wouldn’t miss the best event of the year for anything, bird or otherwise.

After the relatively staid set by the Botticellis there was a bunch of talk about recently lost loves, real estate, and how age is just a number. That being said, there was a lull in the proceedings and her friend took over and gave me the douchebag downlow on the ex and something about One Rincon Center. How she had an estate etc. in the far East Bay.

Sean Hayes comes out and gets a very warm welcome. His acoustic guitar has a very aggressive rasp, a dirty circus show grit. His voice has a tender power and his band a solid restraint. I don’t know any of his songs, but apparently everyone else does because the backup  vocals from the crowd are practically deafening. He’s got a loyal following based on some solid songwriting - about birds and earthquakes - and a danceable groove. There’s a weird interlude where he gets assistance from the crowd in a give and take that he’s going to use in a recording. It really wasn’t very fun, though it could have been. Hope it was worth it.

There was another altercation nearby and Jessica and her friend fled without saying goodbye. What is it with these guys? They’re scaring off all the ladies. Go outside and scream if you need to let off some steam. Do us all a favor. We’re trying to have some fun in this all inclusive best city in the World.

Tomorrow is the amazing Bay to Breakers. Leave your worries behind and show me some love.