Shot Brown Shoe last night at the Grape Room. It was such a small show but it was definetly nice to have room to breath and not feel the pressure. Anyways, Danielle and I met the guys over some cigs and beers early before the show. They were super awesome, down to earth, and ready to party. Four Brothers, One odd man out, I wanted to know how they don't kill each other on the road.
I feel terrible that I may be to blame for the lead singer, Ryan knocking some dude out outside the bar. Whatever dude deserved it. Long story short, the guy was terrible. He came up outta the blue, started calling us fake, made some ridiculous comment about Ryan's leather jacket, continued on by repeating the N word, yea what the shit, over and over. Which, if you know me, is just not alright. Of course, I had to say something calling him all sorts of racist and trash. He got super mad and started spitting out what he thought was insults, calling me Cleopatra, like dude...Cleopatra is fucking hot. But whatever, Ryan got pissed as shit and basically kicked the guys ass down the street. I'm like not so much into violence these days but Ryan warned the guy like 10 to 20 times before hitting him. So whatever. Mad props to Ryan for sticking up for me, even though I was appreciating the assholes insult.
After that little set back, we were able to spend some time with the guys over whiskey, high lifes, and a whole mess of cigs.
Not to forget...their music sounded real good. Check out MK's review and interview, along with my photos on independentphilly.com (should be posted sometime this week).
Cheers to you, Brown Shoe.
Currently listening to
PAPA-I am the Lion King