{"id":979,"date":"2015-04-24T12:35:11","date_gmt":"2015-04-24T20:35:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bukkhead.com\/blog\/?p=979"},"modified":"2015-04-24T12:35:11","modified_gmt":"2015-04-24T20:35:11","slug":"the-trouble-with-those-mothra-girls","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bukkhead.com\/blog\/2015\/04\/24\/the-trouble-with-those-mothra-girls\/","title":{"rendered":"The Trouble With Those Mothra Girls"},"content":{"rendered":"

It\u2019s dark inside Chop Suey. The floor is sticky from spilled beer. I mean a hope it\u2019s beer. A sour smell in the air, of marijuana sweat, the ozone coming off of poorly-wired amps, a few cheap candles back by the novelty photo booth. I\u2019m waiting to see Daikaiju<\/a>, a surf-guitar band out of Huntsville, Alabama. It\u2019s a Monday night in Seattle.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s barely anyone here. One band played, something fuzzy and forgetful, to a crowd of about 30 people. They broke down their set while I grabbed another beer. I least I hope it\u2019s beer. The next band managed to hang on to half the people in attendance. And now, guys in dirty white t\u2014shirts and ten thousand miles of road weariness on their shoulders are setting up a drum kit. There are so few people left inside, they\u2019re not even bothering with the stage. They\u2019re setting up right on the floor.<\/p>\n

A drum kit, surrounded by speakers, surrounded by guitar stands, and a black web of licorice wires, spaghettied on the floor, draped over soundboards. It\u2019s a mess. A complete mess. But no microphones.<\/p>\n

What if, right now, there\u2019s an asteroid hurtling towards Earth. And it\u2019s the perfect size to do nothing more than punch through the roof of Chop Suey and kill those four guys who are at this moment putting on kabuki masks. Would I be grateful? That I\u2019d seen them perform before, that I\u2019d always have those memories?<\/p>\n

Or would I envy you, reading this now, who have probably never seen them perform, and don\u2019t know what would be missed. Because as much as I can describe for you this place, this set-up, these four guys, I can never convey to you the amazing. I\u2019m reduced to resorting to vague words like \u201camazing.\u201d<\/p>\n

If an asteroid were to punch through the roof right now, that itself would be sort of incredible. A story to tell people. An extremely unique experience. I bet they\u2019d interview me, the papers or the TV or some magazine. And that\u2019s too bad\u2014because I can describe that for you just fine. The sound like a freight train, the heat, the vibration, getting knocked on my ass. Confusion and chaos and running to the back… and then?<\/p>\n

And then trying to tell you that Daikaiju will never perform again? You\u2019d think me shallow, to focus on THAT and not the fact that an asteroid nearly killed me.<\/p>\n

\"daikaiju2013\"<\/a>But if you\u2019d ever seen them perform, you\u2019d understand. Because here they come, running up to their instruments, throwing their guitars onto their bodies. Daikaju IS the asteroid. They\u2019re going to destroy everything else for the next hour as they run around the floor, wrapping us up in their spaghetti licorice, knocking us over with so much reverb, we\u2019re never ever going to be able to describe it.<\/p>\n

People are flooding into Chop Suey now. We\u2019ve gone from 30 people to 15 to 5 to about a hundred. And yes, that\u2019s beer spilling everywhere.\u00a0 For this writing assignment I was supposed to tell you how I\u2019d feel if something I loved was suddenly gone. But I just can\u2019t do it. Tell water what it feels like not to be wet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It\u2019s dark inside Chop Suey. The floor is sticky from spilled beer. I mean a hope it\u2019s beer. A sour smell in the air, of marijuana sweat, the ozone coming off of poorly-wired amps, a few cheap candles back by the novelty photo booth. I\u2019m waiting to see Daikaiju, a surf-guitar band out of Huntsville, … <\/p>\n

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