I'm Gay for Aunt Martha

I had a good weekend. So good, in fact, I forgot to post about it. On Friday, I finally got my ass down to see a friend's-boyfriend's-band-that-he-manages (for real) at the Living Room.

Usually, when your friends insist that 'this band is so good, you have to come!' you're expecting something that maybe a mother would love. You already anticipate to think 'Yeah! They sort of sound like Maroon 5, if Maroon 5 had no money and played Gavin DeGraw covers!' Oh come on, you know you cringe too when you think about sitting next to your friend, trying to smile and nod con tempo, loathing each elbow nudge paired with excited eyes, finger pointed stageward, silently mouthing 'AREN'T THEY AWESOME?' Meanwhile, you want to die.

I'm happy, and really, genuinely fucking surprised to say, I liked them, a lot. I really did. Aunt Martha is not a woman smelling of White Diamonds and shoulder pad foam, but lumberjack lady killer Tim Noyes and friends Garrett Leahy, and Brian Kim.They've only been a band for a little over a year, but there's promise and genuine my-voice-was-made-of-lonely-hearts talent. Anyway, that's enough from me. You'll be seeing these guys around. Maybe in bonafide Avett Brothers blow up in your face style. Here's my attempt at capturing the magic, but you should really check out their website and brush up on those rusty made for lovin' pipes onTim.

Cheers,
Merman