Tuesday, August 19, 2008

dads and boobs

okay, so i have a new houseguest. don't laugh.
this house guest is a little unusual in that he hasn't actually come to my house. yet. after a red eye then staying out til 2 in the morning watching live music, he opted to sleep on the rumored-to-be rat infested floor at his recording studio rather than commute in from brooklyn in the am. i guess my pride can take it, but, you know, it's just that survey says i've been 'disappointing' house guests lately, so i'm all in a dither.

highlights from last night:

emre and i sat as the odd men out in a group of six friends as they talked about their toddlers. insane energy levels, reinforcing the word no, potty training--the usual mom stuff. it was awesome to sit back and double take that i was actually the only woman at the table. these were four really involved dads talking shop about their kids. for a long time.

then later, at the bowery ballroom*, i secretly marveled at the freedom with which the um, keyboard/saxaphone player (and i mean that slash to encompass the same instrument, by the way, not just a listing of a multi-instrumentalist) danced, er, bounced in her tank top, sans bra. i felt a little pervy being distracted by this detail, until later in the show when she gained the true abandon of only being obligated to hit a few keys on a casio. her bouncing reached a fever pitch and i wondered if indeed a really big wardrobe malfunction was about to happen in the form of holy bouncing boobies whopping her one (or two) in the chin. at this moment i looked around me at the very serious hipster, art rock crowd, looks of deep contemplation and enlightenment gracing their otherwise too-cool-for-school faces. i could barely keep from busting out into a full on fourth grade fart joke giggle. my shame was rescued by rafter (the aforementioned house-guest) who didn't have to even finish saying, "are you laughing at what i'm laughing at?" before we nearly collapsed into hysteria, all the while, oblivious multi-instrumentalist cluelessly owning that pair.
and just when i thought i had no image for this post, there she is, keyboard/sax tubing in mouth, ready to bounce. look, you just can't contain her!


*i admit it, i've missed being on the guest list. also, being with someone whose only crossover musical picks include bjork and the yeah yeah yeahs, my count of live music outings has decreased drastically in the past five years. but that bjork concert was definitely awesome.

12 comments:

kim said...

Love the bouncing boobs story! It sounds slightly painful (but maybe that is just from my perspective). Who was the band?

kitty8joe said...

the band was called frances. very nice. the boobs. yes, seems painful to me. but they were ridiculously round...

amy said...

they should rename the band to titty tuneage.

Amy said...

I would have been laughing right along with you, sounds hilarious to me! Were these hipsters of the sort we saw at the cafe? Remember that guy I couldn't stop staring at...and not because he was good looking! :)

Hey, I was a recent houseguest and I had a FABULOUS visit!!!

kitty8joe said...

i love that 50% of my commentors are named amy. yes, there are two of you.

amy said...

I think I should rename myself, AmyKim'sCuz, then your Amy could be AmyKittysSis

Amy said...

Testing out my new avatar. Tired of my one above, the fishy one.

Amy said...

Amy, sometimes I see your comments and think I made it, but then think, "hmmm, this is the first time I've seen this post so it can't be me!"

I'm supposed to sign mine 'Amy SC'. I figured since I have a photo on mine, Kitty would know it's me. Too bad, I can't tell when it's me or you!!! :)

ames said...

wonder if my new nickname will help... what can we say, Amy's rule the world.

and A+ for spelling yours correctly!

ames said...

Oh no I could be Amy NC (norcal) and you could be Amy SC... alas, I will retort to Ames, since really no one calls me Amy anyways.

kitty8joe said...

ah, AMES, but the thing is, SC stands for 'sister christian', not so-cal! ames is good. nice photo too! now i can totally tell the difference between you two (actually, i already could, since your writing style is quite different.

A ** :) said...

Now my name is "A** :)"...thanks to Allyson. She has a blog too and doesn't like that it says "Amy" when she comments on her friend's blogs. Oh well! Amy