Someday I'll Grow a Drastic A-Line of My Own

Not long ago, d wrote about Seattle. Though he's never lived there, he called it home. And those of you subjected to my presence know that I've got the same sort of feeling about Portland. Lived there for three blessed years. Hope to be headed permanently back at some point. For now, a weekend jaunt on the first weekend in December will have to do the trick.

I've done something crazy. For an unknown reason, I've ended up with tix to see Bloc Party open for Panic! At The Disco! (what gives with the exclamation points? just one of the many reasons I hate them...). Yeah, that's right, I'm traveling all the way to Portland to see Bloc Party play a 45-minute set and then likely walk out the door before the headliner takes the stage. I understand the idiocy. But something about witnessing the powerfully drastic a-line haircuts of the Bloc Party-ers in a northwestern setting was more than I could pass up.

I'm sure it's just that more than two years have passed since I've walked downtown Portland. Two years since my last Moonstruck chocolate milkshake. Two years since my last visit to Powell's. Two years since my last rock-shrimp-and-brie-stuffed salmon dinner at Jake's (I'd better start saving up for that one now...). Two years is too long.

Anyway to celebrate the return to the northwest, watch this: Bloc Party. Piles of leaves. Crazy camera angles. Lots of wonderfully drastic a-lines.

(Sorry for the YouTube only. I'm just finally getting settled with the new version of EZ Archive. Real downloads as soon as I get it all figured out.)