Bobentine
I hope everyone had a swell Valentines Day. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend the day then to be serenaded by Bob Mould at the Doug Fir. Playing songs from his entire catalog, the misses and I were deeply moved. That man knows how to write songs. He played the final half dozen songs (a mix of Husker tracks and two tracks off the last record) on electric guitar, making the hearts of everyone in attendance go pitter patter. He also played a few new unreleased songs that were crushing. One of the songs was decidedly a ‘break up’ song and had Bob commenting after the song. “Hide the Knives”. I’m guessing someone forgot to give Bob a valentine.

I had one of those foot-in-mouth moments as soon as we walked downstairs into the Doug Fir. As we walked off the final step, there is Mr. Mould standing by himself. He looks at me. I’m about two feet away from him. Here’s my chance to say something to him, to thank him for all the joy he has brought me over a lifetime of music listening. Fuck. I totally punted. I opened my mouth but couldn’t manage one word. Fiddlesticks and Balderdash. I was totally unprepared.

Also, am I the only one who thinks this dog Rufus, who one Best in Show, just doesn’t look quite right. He looks like he’s got a football for a head.