For Reals, Y’all

The creepy doll is a doll that’s creepy. (Actually, this really applies to me because IP does this thing where, in the dark, he turns his head slowly to me, opens his eyes, and goes “Mama” in a scratchy doll voice-box voice. Freaks me the hell out.)

Jonathan Coulton turned left and it was fucking awesome.

Okay, seriously. Onto some real comments about the show.

As it was last August, the show was hilarious and I left with an abs workout in hand for the weekend. IP and I consumed three pitchers of beers, traded our own secret grins at the insider jokes that we now have about the songs, sang along with abandon and would happily do it all over again when Jonathan Coulton and Paul & Storm return to the Birchmere. A sold out crowd, too. Go metro D.C. area.

It was all great, but I have to say that the highlight of the evening for me (when I was laughing the hardest, that is) was when Paul & Storm sang “Nun Fight.” I had not seen this song on their site, but combine the backstory with the lyrics and the mood lighting and the appropriate Catholic mimicry and the Mexican habit of naming kids a million things (as a Mexican I can say that stereotype is occasionally true), and you’ve got me bent over my table from laughing so damn hard. Admittedly, I do cringe in “Count to Ten” when they get to the part about Kevin’s cargo van, but they were spot on with the Nundertaker’s name.

The evening finished off with a rendition of Neil Diamond’s “Sweet Caroline,” a cover which was pioneered at the Birchmere last August. When the encores began and “First of May” was the first song, I crossed my fingers. We needed “Sweet Caroline!” Don’t get me wrong, “First of May” is great, but there’s something about knowing how the cover came about that makes you want to hear it again.

And that’s all I have for now. I’m sure more details will come back to me as the day progresses and perhaps I’ll edit this entry, but suffice it to say that we’d put up with Ticketmaster’s ridiculous surcharges, cabbies who don’t know how to get to the Birchmere (that’s another post), and long memorabilia lines to see these guys in concert again. Though as IP keeps insisting, we may have to shell out for a concert at Tigers Stadium soon (note: he really means Comerica Park since Tigers Stadium is about to be demolished). However, it’s my preference that, should they end up in huge stadiums, we’d attend their next concert at the Verizon Center. It’s on the Red Line. Comerica Park most certainly isn’t.