Friday, March 5, 2010

Matt Damon from Damon & Naomi

I'm arriving at a Pavement concert with a recent girlfriend who I'm still with in the dream. The venue is a combination of First Avenue and a small outdoor baseball stadium. We're very early, few people are there and the opening band is awful. I remember that I won a 12 pack of beer the last time I was there and ask a bartender about it. He tells me it might be in the basement, but it might not be there as one is expected to drink them sooner than I have.

I go to the basement and remember where I put it, but it's not there. I'm not upset. The basement is a used instrument store and it occurs to me I might want to get an oboe. I find a gazzoo-like instrument with an oboe reed and play with it a bit. I can't find an oboe and start to walk upstairs, peeling the 74 cent price tag off the small instrument. I consider not paying for it, but decide against it. When I try to pay for it, the bartender accuses me of trying to steal it.

The awful band is still playing and my girlfriend has purchased a can of Pepsi. We decide to go for a walk. On the way back, there's an area where the sidewalk has given way in front of a house and a stream with koi in it is cascading down into the street. I remark that that's kind of neat. Immediately beyond the stream is a swinging bridge we must cross to get back to the concert.

When we arrive back another band is playing, "Matt Damon from Damon & Naomi". I buy a beer. I can't see the stage because a huge soundboard and trampoline with dancers on it are in the way. My girlfriend wants to go home. I get frustrated as we'd been planning on attending the concert for a long time and argue we have to wait for Pavement because the tickets were $15.

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