My Head and Heart

Last week a couple coworkers and I went up to Baltimore to see a Seattle band called The Head and the Heart. They are a cool folk/rock hybrid band that has a way bigger following on the east coast than I would have thought (the club was PACKED and very engaged throughout the show). I had never heard of the band before so this was a new band and a new venue to check out at the same time (Ram's Head is a lot like 9:30 Club in DC only larger and more odd little nooks for getting squeezed into, which can make the music a little difficult at times to hear).



What I may end up remembering the most from the show, however, was the witnessing of probably the worst opening act I have ever seen. These fools, named Drew Grow and the Pastors Wives, put on such a shitty show that I cannot properly write it all out. The lead guitarist played three songs straight using his tongue as a pick. And it sounded like it. The crowd was not into it and the best part may have been that this band was the first I've ever seen have this sequence:

Lead singer: "OK, thanks everyone for coming out tonight. Sorry we were 10 minutes late but we figured, hey, this is Baltimore and you all are tough and can take it."
Random Crowd Comments: "Boooooooo." "You suck." "Go fuck yourselves." "Showing up on time wouldn't have helped."
Lead Singer: "We've got one more song for you, have a great night."
Crowd: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Lead Singer (after pacing the stage a little and talking to some guy on the side of the stage and then to the drummer, who was beyond question the only person with an ounce of musical talent): "Thanks a lot everyone, good night!"

Oh yeah, these fools got the hook. The crowd hated them so much they got themselves booed off stage after playing about 25 minutes of they set. It was awful. Shame that that was my lingering memory from an otherwise great show introducing me to a whole new band I like, but damn that opening act was awful.