oh it's the last time

Kiki & Herb played their last NY show tonight. They broke my heart. Someday, I'll write down what they mean to me, but not right now. There was crying. It's like when Thrush Hermit broke up, except even worse in a way, because with TH I still had all the records and a bunch of shows on tape. With Kiki I have one album, and no live shows except the 20-30 in my memory. And we all know how bad that is.

Speaking of Thrush Hermit, my first TH experience was 7 years ago this weekend. Seven years since the Joel/Johan mixup, seven years since "I think it's gonna be a good show," seven years since Boy Wonder's ill conceived cover of "I Am the Cancer," seven years since Ian lit that bass on fire, seven years since certain Sloan member imitating me pretended to make out with a pole standing in for another Sloan member, seven years since "separate the girls [points] from the boys [points]," seven years since my first Sloan roadtrip, seven years of bad luck and bad timing. Those were some days.