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FeedDear Springfield,
We know you like to have fun. That's why the Set List is here, to assist in that. Sometimes we like to point you toward quiet places. Sometimes we like to point you toward family places. And sometimes we like to point you toward more boisterious places, where the ladies dress more scandalously and the guys have accelerated levels of testosterone coursing through their veins (it's okay, it's natural). We do this in order to help as many of you as possible have as much fun as possible.
But, dammit, some of those among us are ruining it, Springfield. You know who they are. We briefly commented on the suspect who stabbed a couple of women at Confetti's a few weeks ago. Last weekend at Electric Cowboy was the latest example, as a bunch of idiots got in a scuffle over a hat or a girl or something and one of them wound up pulling an automatic rifle from his car and shooting at his adversaries with it (thankfully no one was killed). Note to the ingrates: Life is not Grand Theft Auto, no matter how much your addled mind may be convinced that it is. Despite the propensity of clubs today to serve up mass quantities of alcohol for cheap, this is not, in essence, the venues' fault (in which case, a lot of people probably owe Traffic-cum- Club 220 a lot of apologies). If these asshats weren't drinking a ton in public, they'd be doing it at a house party. This is a social problem, an anarchy of the lowest-common-denominator, a Darwin-was-right kind of thing. And the bottom feeders are ruining it for the rest of us.
Everyone is under a lot of stress right now. Political stress. Financial stress. Baseball stress. Going out to events like the ones you'll see below are ways to blow off that steam—Yes, even a bikini contest or dollar-shots dance night. But if you can't enjoy yourself without becoming agressive toward others, or getting out of control, or, heavens, becoming violent, you should be in rehab and/or therapy. You should certainly NOT be drinking at a crowded club, not to mention driving with a loaded AR-17. We urge the responsible friends of such people to know who their problem friend are and, if they must take them out in public, institute some degree of control. His life (or at least his face) could depend on it.
We're going to put the soapbox back where it belongs now, we promise. Just keep your heads. If you can't handle it, don't be out; and let the adults out there have their fun.
Now, on to the weekend! In the theme of this post, each event is accompanied by a way to relieve stress.
Friday
Choke at Moxie Cinema, $8, 7 p.m. and 9:15 p.m.
The original, well-loved Moxie Cinema begins its final weekend of shows (ever!) before moving to its new digs in Wilhoit Plaza in a couple of weeks. That means you have one more week to see Choke, the funny, dark film based on the novel by Chuck Palahniuk (Fight Club). It stars Sam Rockwell as a sex addict. Careful you don't sit yourself next to David Duchovny.
Chill pill: We'd say have sex, but it's not that kind of theatre. Why not have a tasty Fitz's Root Beer, which is caffeine-free.
Missouri State Ice Bears vs. Robert Morris, $5-$6, 7 p.m.
The Ice Bears are 3-1 already this season, and take on Robert Morris (which is a college, not just a guy named Robert skating around). Enjoy the atmosphere.
Chill pill: Pound on the glass. You're not going to hurt anyone.
Angry Panda at Brew Co., $3, 10 p.m.
Note: Angry Panda is not angry. he's not even a panda. Instead he's Timmy Miano, who played our Hot List Party and sings very cool songs about very random things.
Chill pill: Write your own rantish lyrics on a napkin. It's good to get them out on paper. Maybe if you take them up to Angry Panda, he'll improvise them into a song.
Saturday
Green Circle Grand Opening, Free, 11 a.m.-all day
The Green Circle Shopping Center is having a day-long open house to introduce all the cool businesses, and show off their ultra-green features. For you, there will be food, contests, giveaways and more. Look for the GO Team while you're there.
Chill pill: Hit up Swig, the juice bar, for a mind- and health-expanding concoction. Antioxidents are good for your attidude.
DHC at Nathan P. Murphy's, Cover TBA, 8 p.m.
This hip-hop outfit just dropped their first album. We've given a spin. It's good stuff. Murphy's is an unapologetic supporter of the hip-hop scene, so there's no better place to enjoy this show and show your support.
Chill pill: Talk a spell before or after the show with owner (and occasional bartender) Wanda Plumb. She's as good and no-nonsense as it gets.
Cornbelt Chorus, John Henry and the Engine, Indiana & The Birds
Another excellent show. Cornbelt is consistently superb, and John Henry and the Engine has been playing shows in town for a while now. We don't know much about Indiana & The Birds, but we hope it's not the title of the next Lucas/Spielberg collaboration. (Speaking of which, if you haven't seen the season premiere of South Park yet, you should. Aye-yi-yi.)
Chill pill: Talk with bartneder Jason McGill. There's not a more chill mo-fo in town.
Sunday
Dracula at the Vandivort, $14-$18, 2:30 p.m.
Nathan Shelton's vision for this story is decidedly bloody and graphic, and we say that's not a bad thing. We like the Sunday idea because it's still light out when we walk to our cars... you know, just in case.
Chill pill: Instead of the elevator, take the stairs up to the Vandivort's fourth floor. It's good for your heart, even if you're about to have a stake driven through it.
Sunday night regulars
Art Bentley at Brew Co. (9 p.m.), Shawn and Marcus at Ebbets (10 p.m.), Members Only at Coesters (9:30 p.m.). All free, can't go wrong with any of them.
Chill pill: It's a Sunday night, you're enjoying a cold one, and you're not paying to listen to tunes. What else do you need?
'Til next week!
Matt Lemmon, editor
Posted on Friday, October 10, 2008 | Permalink
