I've been so busy going to shows (I should easily break 80 this year) that I haven't had much time to review shows. So for the ones that I remember at least, I'll offer some brief memories. Here are the Rock and Roll Hotel shows that I've been too so far:
The Big Pink - Nothing to wright home about at this concert other than the fact that it was the most empty I've ever seen the venue. Like embarrassingly so. The crowd would have looked sparse even at a smaller venue like DC9. Show them some love next time, DC, mmmkay?
Those Darlins - Thank God they rescheduled this. Their farewell tour was scheduled to come to DC the weekend of the blizzard in January. The thought of them breaking up before I got to see them one last time was very stressful. But they came back. Phew. Turns out the not crazy eyes female in the band has family in Virginia, so they were in the front row with us rocking out (her mom looks just like her and her aunt was a very enthusiastic dancer). Crazy eyes wore a jacket with giant eyes on it, so that was the most appropriate outfit ever. They slayed. And, if you needed any additional proof that they are batshit crazy in the best possible way, I grabbed a setlist at the end of the show and it was a list of hits from the 90s. They had fake setlists! Or I suppose they could also have developed nicknames for their own songs based on 90s hits, but the fake option seems more plausible. I love it.
J. Roddy Walston and the Business - They played for two nights around St. Patty's Day. I should have anticipated the crowd being annoyingly drunk, but I naively thought that the standard obnoxious green-beer drinking amateurs would be at a crappy bar and not at a concert. Worst DC crowd since the Knocks 9:30 Club were everyone else was a drunk college kid seemingly covered in sticky mix drinks.
Legendary Shack Shakers - I went because my friend Stefanie likes the opening band (they were decent and had a guy who played wash tub bass, which I'd never seen before). But holy crap were the headliners amazing. It was like hillbilly punk. The lead singer was insane. At one point he rolled up his pant leg, picked up his leg, and rocked it like it was a baby. At another point, he grabbed a baseball hat off a guy in the front row, stuck it down his pants, then handed it back to him (at which point another guy inexplicably hit him on the back and shouted "awesome!"...what?!). I was challenged to two air bango competitions by members of the crowd. I will definitely see them again.
Yuck - The band member who I got in an altercation with in an elevator on the first Weezer Cruise is no longer in the band, and he used to carry a decent amount of the vocals. But their new set up worked well and the replacement member looks jovial enough of a chap that I wouldn't expect his response to me saying "Happy Birthday" to him in an elevator to be yelling something about my football player, drunkenly falling over, then getting dragged out of the elevator by their sound guy. So he's got that going for him, which is nice.
Local H - They did a tour this year where they played their most popular album start to finish. Which is convenient as it is the only Local H album that I own. A few Weezer cruise friends from out of town joined me at the show. Most notably, the drum set up was the most ridiculous I've seen. Imagine a normal drum set, then elevate all of the cymbals several feet higher than they normally would be. The amount of arm swinging needed to even touch the things, let alone get a solid sound out of them...wow did it look funny. And the crazy part is that both drummers did this (the original drummer played the old album, the new drummer played the other half of the set, and they both played the encore). Also surprising, how full of a sound they have for being a drum/guitar two-piece.
Rooney - I thought this would be nostalgic and enjoyable. It was not. Turns out I'm totally over Rooney. Sorry, Robert (who at this point is the only band member left anyway).
Quasi - Matt Friedberger and the drummer from Sebadoh debuted their new band to open the show. It was clearly a concept band, though I can't say that I fully followed what said concept was. Something about Soviets and/or Atlantis. It was bizarre. Janet Weiss crushed on the drums, natch. She's by far my favorite drummer. Was funny to see her in such a low key environment -- there was endearing banter, for example, and I'm not sure I've ever even heard her speak at a Sleater-Kinney show before. Several DC music royalty were in attendance, including Mary Timony and Ian MacKaye.