It's pretty standard for bloggers to go to cool concerts and then post write-ups about the concerts, complete with dark blurry photos of the musicians. (By standard, I mean that Scrivener does it.) I of course have no need to go to concerts because I can listen to live music for free in my living room every Friday and Saturday night. This weekend, my husband was out of town and my daughter at college, so I got to hang with the Pseudonymous Boy Band, who played everything from the White Stripes and R.E.M. to Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash.
When you listen to musicians jam, you get to hear the same songs played over and over again, complete with long discussions about what needs to be done differently. The audience at this venue seemed fine with this. Blonde Niece and Pirate Boy, settled on the comfy couch, and Shaggy Hair and First Extra, hanging out in the kitchen area, seemed hardly to notice that Older Neighbor Boy was singing “Steady as She Goes” by the Raconteurs for the fourth time.
Like many famous musicians before them, the members of the Pseudonymous Boy Band have little patience with paparazzi. ("The camera makes noise! And we’re recording!)" For some reason, the idea of appearing on their mom's blog does not thrill them at all. But I took a few anyhow so that my blog readers can get a sense of what my weekend was like.
The leader of the band on drums and vocals. Well, I don't know if he is the leader, technically, but he owns the drums and most of the musical equipment so that counts for something.
Skater Boy on guitar.
Sweet Funny Extra and Boy in Black doing a duet. They were cleaning up the lyrics of the song as they went along, a task that proved so difficult that the song made no sense. (It was a Ben Folds' cover of a rap song.)
Boy in Black on piano and vocals. Trying not to laugh while he is singing.
Philosophical Boy on guitar.
Oldest Neighbor Boy. He ran here in the rain and needed to borrow dry pants. For some reason, he chose to borrow a pair of pink pajama pants from Victoria Secret that Daughter had left here. So his outfit was in contrast to the dark clothes that the other members of the band usually wear.
The youngest member of the band, With-a-Why, on the piano. He often plays some classical pieces between sets, something much appreciated by the oldest member of the audience, which is me.