The Best $20 Tim Has Ever Spent
I texted a friend of mine, testing the Thursday night waters for the possibility of beer. He responded with something even better. (Better than beer?)
It seemed that I had a date with The Fleshtones and Los Straitjackets (with Deke Dickerson, no less!) at the Sinclair, a newish area rock venue which is quickly becoming my favorite in Boston (I know, it’s actually in Cambridge.) We didn’t have tickets and there was this business of preparing dinner for my family and cleaning up before leaving the house, but these were trivial details. First up: The Fleshtones, with their boundless, youthful energy.
These guys are about 35-or-so-years removed from their garage rock heyday and can still bring it. Here there are in late September of this year (2014, in case you weren't paying attention) in Stockholm, Sweden. I love how they undertake this US/Europe tour in, what, their late 50s? They have to be losing a ton of money in the process. (Or maybe the math comes out better for the Fleshtones than I’m calculating.) In any event, see them if you have a chance, especially if the price of admission is a crisp $20 bill (at the door, with no added fees!!).
But wait, the evening was just half over. The Fleshtones were soon followed by the greatest surf rock band who wear Mexican wresting masks ever. (And Deke!) Top that, beer! Los Straitjackets are not just expert purveyors of the surf sound, but they may be the most hilarious rock band I’ve ever seen. (Sorry – you’ll be forced to watch ads.)
And guess what? They served beer during the show! Why didn't I think of that? At the end of the phenomenal evening of music, laughter, and yes, beer, my buddy noted that it may have been (or did he say “was”?) the best $20 he’d ever spent. I concurred, half expecting to be charged extra on the way out for the more than $20-worth of fun I'd had. Maybe even Ticketmaster would be sending deputies around to collect "enjoyment fees" from us.
Thankfully, no one hit us up for more money, and my buddy and I slipped off into the night like a couple of thieves.