velvet lounge   (random re me)

I don't really know what I was expecting, but I went to the Velvet Lounge on Thursday to see Kat Parsons (which was awesome, more on that later)... that place is a hole in the wall! I thought it would be bigger. But, in their defense, although there was no mirror in the guys bathroom and I had to unwrap the roll of paper towels to dry my hands, there was this thing on the wall that made me laugh. The show was great, though.

The band was three people, Kat, her brother Jon, and Karl Malone. The (deaf) people I was with said his name was John Malone, but that's no fun. Besides, then you couldn't nickname yourself The Mailman. All three people sang, played keyboard, and guitar. Nice harmony, and The Mailman would beatbox from time to time (sounds kind of odd if you think about it, but it worked). Despite cell phones and sirens (we were on U St...) I enjoyed the show a lot, and everyone around me seemed to also. Intelligent lyrics too, did I mention that? And effortless stage presence. And they're nice people. Buy a CD, whydontcha?