Hyperslice

Except in the case of the Pixies. The first time I saw the Pixies live was in the winter of 87/88...I'm not sure exactly when, but this is in honor of the 20 year (oh God) anniversary of that.

Best.

Show.

Ever.

50 or so people in the audience at the Rat in Boston and the band was amazing. I saw them three times after that, twice during their first incarnation, then in 2004 during the reunion. Every show was great, but that first one was special. I'd just picked up Come on Pilgrim on vinyl (an import, no less...there was no American label carrying the E.P.) after hearing a couple of the songs on WMBR's Breakfast of Champions (or perhaps the Late Riser's Club). Their music blew me away on the radio and vinyl, in person, I was gobsmacked, blindsided, flabbergasted, emptied of adjectives. Just amazing.

Labels: I'm old, Pixies, The Rock and Roll