see at least ten concerts this year

And they were adorable! As expected.

“If you want to videotape this, that’s cool…just don’t put it on the Internet. I don’t give a fuck about the Internet. I want this to be between you and me.”

And watched him murder a violin onstage.

at the Rio in Santa Cruz. I almost killed us driving down Highway 17, but luckily did not, because the show was great. The lead guy’s voice might actually be perfect. Also he used the word “rad” a lot, which automatically endeared him to me.

a little less than a show each month, so I don’t think I’m overestimating here. (Though it’s marginally more difficult for those of us who have been alive for less than 21 years – a fact that’s already messed with two concert plans this year. You know, J. Richman, French Kicks, that’s okay. I didn’t even WANT to see you anyway.)

The first of the year was Devotchka, last month at the Fillmore. In a word: AWESOME. Admittedly I’m less impressed by crazytown theatrics after seeing Kevin Barnes rock out in nothing but a gold thong, painted red and covered in shaving cream with gigantic Buddhas parading around onstage, but Devotchka showed solid effort nonetheless.

At one awesome, awesome point in the concert and in my life, the stage featured a giant electric blue tuba, maracas, an accordion, and two crazy Cirque du Soleil dancers on ropes, all at the same time. Which, I can’t even lie, is something I would pull too if I were in a band.