Sunday, June 19, 2011
Posted by el duque at 7:31 AM
Early on, between each song, a drunken Hobart College lacrosse player named Green would scream, "CLARE-ANNNNCE" so hard his whole body shook. Then he'd yell, "Kitty's Back." The band ignored him, although it became harder to do. Green stood at the edge of the stage. He could practically touch them.
Finally, Clarence walked over to the side, pointed his saxaphone like a gun at Green, and said, "YOU better watch out. Because Kitty's Back." Then they played it.
First time I'd ever seen anything so cool in rock n roll.
Never been the same.
Late last night, a buddy and I put on "Jungleland," turned it up full blast for the neighborhood, stood outside and yelled every word as loudly as we could. It just needed to happen.
Struggle in dark corners
Desperate as the night moves on
Just one look
And a whisper, and they're gone...