The Hives rock! 4Ril! Last night was a super high energy awesome show at First Ave. At first I was a little stunned by Pelle Almqvist’s blatant pleas for more attention. My God – is the adulation of this sweaty mob not enough for you?? But after it continued throughout the show I got it – they were playing the part of the cocky young punk band. And you know what? They were perfect. Climbing on speakers, prancing like Mick’s chicken walk, toying with the front row fans…it was all good, baby. They played fast and furious and the crowd was totally digging it. They sounded good, even if exactly like the album. But the energy was unreal. I danced the whole time.
By the way, if you decide to tape the entire show on your cell phone, well, don’t stand next to me. I’ll get real dang tired of your elbow smacking my temple and your stank armpit in my face…Don’t make me whip out the beatin’ stick…
I have a whole bunch of true stories and bacon taste tests start tonight…stay tuned, my righteous reader!
AND HAPPY LEAP DAY!