At any of the thousand tables they will pass.
I had an interesting experience today. I was having my standard breakfast at the local Burger King (#2 w/ cheese, large sized) when a fellow in a ludicrous leather jacket with an even more ludicrous beard approached me, set a CD case down next to me, mumbled something about a “metal fest” and then left. The CD was in a plain case with no backing, and a liner booklet made from two pieces of folded photocopy, and the label looks like a photocopy too, glued to the CD itself. The cover art is just black & white, depicting the silhouettes of 4 hung corpses over some flames, and the CD is apparently a compilation of a number of bands who will be performing at some kind of big concert at a nearby music store / coffee house (yes I’m serious) called the American Music Cafe.
This was all reasonably weird. Especially when I saw, out the window, the guy leaving in an enormous black van with red tinted windows, red grille, etc. Anyways, I went to work. On the way home I decided to give the new CD a listen, fearing the worst. And it actually wasn’t all that bad! Some of the bands have stupid names, like Sinning is our Savior or “Hellrazor”, and the tracks are no different, viz. “Coalition for the Grievous”, but it was actually a pretty good listen overall. The fest itself is 2 weeks from today, and if I’m not doing anything else that night I very well may check it out.
Also, Woody Allen rules.