sleigh bells @ granada theater

We made the trek to Dallas last weekend in the wolfsburg with new front suspension, making the ride on 45 north out of Houston slightly less hazardous than usual. Upon arrival, checked into the beautiful Magnolia hotel, former home to the old oil company of the same name (that ultimately became Mobil), replete with exquisite tiled ceilings and décor, circa early 20C.  Our uber driver informed us on the way to the Granada Theater that lower Greenville is home to a not insignificant St Patrick’s day parade, confirmed on arrival by the swaying lime green crowds. Swell. Turned out to be quite a friendly group, we even made some new friends in the hours before the Sleigh Bells show. Euphoric is the only way to describe their performance,  one that still reverberates in the ears.

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brmc @ house of blues

Several years ago now we had planned to see BRMC at (what is now called) levitation, alas, fire ants and sunshine intervened; you can read about the details here. We finally made it to one of our favorite acts, who played house of blues nov 3. The openers included deap vally (also from LA) and death from above 1979. Both bands complemented BRMC well, deap vally in particular was a really pleasant surprise, we hadn’t heard them before. Picture below of Bec with the ladies. Reassuring that there’s still a few bands out there carrying the torch in the name of rock / good music in an increasingly bland / middle of the road musical world.brmcdv

the kills

As usual I’m a little slow to the punch, however we took in the kills a couple of months ago at the White Oak Music Hall. Was an absolutely stellar show from the consummate musicians and performers. With almost unbearable levels of talent and chemistry, one of the best shows we’ve seen, in Houston or anywhere else.

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going dutch

After an idyllic KLM flight, we drove bleary eyed from Schipol in our microscopic rental to Oud Charlois in Rotterdam. Upon arrival we negotiated a park on the street the dimensions of a postage stamp, explored our temporary digs and crashed in the attic sleeping space. Emerged from a mild coma and set out in search of provisions several hours later.  In the evening,we reunited with dear old family at Schipol, together greeting the folks as they arrived from Brisbane via Seol.

Breakfast next morning was assembled from the efforts of our sleepy recon the day before. Lazy day spent walking the streets of Schiedam with mom, taking in the charm of the town lined with windmills along meandering canals. In the evening we hosted dinner for the folks and Aunt Riet back home. Sunday we reunited with Rob, Eve and their delightful boys, attending church together and catching up over lunch.

Lingered in Leiden Monday morning, before attending a singalong at a retirement home in Oegstgeest with Koos. An elderly gentleman sang us a hymn and blessing. My dear wife teared up. A coffee later at Katwijk, dipped the toes in the Noord Zee and dined at the pancake house in Liederdoorp. I made the regrettable decision to order a pancake with anchovies.

Tuesday was Nolet distillery, where we were regaled with several hundred years of history by our gracious host Pim.  Off to Delft in the afternoon for a relaxing stroll with the folks. Wonderful to see them smiling and happy. Wednesday we met gracious friend and der reiseleiter Ralf by the German border ,who took us along the Rhine from Bonn to Linz and back. We saw many quaint old towns along the  river, nestled among the foothills. Afternoon tea consisted of strudel and coffee, shortly followed by dinner back in Bonn. Thursday returned to Schiedam, for one last stroll around town. Entertained again that night in Oud Charlois, introducing our guests to Tex Mex, courtesy of Albert Hein.

Friday off to Gorinchem to visit a kindly aunt. From there a drive to Arnhem after lunch, and we launched ourselves through the old town for what felt like five minutes before meeting with Rob and Eve and the boys in Ede for dinner. A sublime meal and walk through the woods. Friday we moved to new lodgings, citizen M in Rotterdam near the equally modern looking Markthal. Our colorful shoebox was well appointed.

Saturday off to Konigshaven and La Trappe brewery for amazing beer. One of the old Monk’s asked if I was a hipster. Sunday, church and in the evening dinner with more family. We pored over and admired my uncle’s fine landscape designs, a few copies of which now proudly hang on our walls. I kicked back my last dutch pils for a while. Monday headed back out to Houston, very sorry to say goodbye to family, friends and Nederlands. A few pics here…

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We managed to catch our favorite band a couple of months ago at the silver street studios, playing for free courtesy of lone star beer, along with other talented acts like the old 97’s. Was also Bec’s birthday weekend, making the show all the more memorable. Great set and venue, really looking forward to the next event at silver street studios.

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