Evelyn Evelyn in San Francisco on Discord Day!
Posted in Music, Nerd, Personal Updates, Places on May 29th, 2010We went to San Fran on 5/23 to see Evelyn Evelyn!
What, you haven’t heard of them? The conjoined twin sister singer-songwriter sensation?
Yeah, okay, so it’s just Amanda Palmer & Jason Webley dressed up as conjoined twins, but still fun, damn it! The story is actually really interesting. Some might even call it disturbing. They really get into the characters too, which makes it even more fun.
Anyway… we started out fairly bright and early (for us anyway) to drop the parrots off at the birdie hotel and go pick up a rental car. I like driving rental cars over the mountains because I can punish those little engines in a way I wouldn’t Rick’s Honda. HA!
Uneventful 4-ish hour ride. Oh, I DID get a road-couch-cushion stuck to the front of the car for a few miles. Had to actually pull over to set it free. That was fun.
We got into the bay area and I tried to find Emperor Norton’s grave… and failed miserably. In retrospect, I know ALL the wrong turns I took and could probably find it if given another chance, but I wasted an hour driving around. Just went to the motel at that point because it was getting late and I had to pee.
The motel was two blocks from the concert so we decided to just walk over. Rick napped while I got ready and we headed out about 15 minutes before the doors opened. Walked past the historic Mitchell Brothers O’Farrell Theater, a famous tittie bar with live lesbian sex shows where Hunter S. Thompson allegedly worked in the 70s. It was right next door to the concert venue. YAY!
Got in line at the Great American Music Hall (another historic place) & were ushered in shortly after. My friends came! YAY! It’s always cool to see Fox & Autumn, but this trip I actually got to meet Sierra! And we all looked fanfuckingtabulous.
A bunch o’ Discordian hawtness right there, I tell ya!
The opener was a dude named Sxip Shirey.
Oh. My. God.
Honestly, I’m not much for opening bands, but when this man ran his harmonica through the distortion pedal and then bullhorned it… yeah, I was hooked. TOTALLY love him! I would honestly call him a modern day Spike Jones.
He also has really cool hair.
Then the twins came out and they were awesome. They really played to the audience and gave a very enjoyable performance. They skipped the whole child prostitution part of the story, though. They did the first part of the story of the twins in lightshow puppets. Very cool.
I love this picture:
After that we had some Jason Webley by himself and I was pleasantly surprised by his music. Will definitely be putting him on the ‘pod.
After Jason, AFP came out and her crazy ass fans all smooshed around into my personal table space and gave me dirty looks when I shot pictures over their shoulders. Seriously - love that woman… hate her fans.
Look at the cutest AFP picture ever!
It was a very good concert. 
Afterward I thought about standing in line to get some Jason & Sxip stuff and possibly get another picture taken with Amanda Palmer just to piss Galen off, but I was so damn tired. We ended up just wading through the homeless beggars and heading to the motel for bed.
Got up early-ish the next morning and went to see a dear old friend:
OMG YODA FOUNTAIN! I believe that Yoda was, indeed, life size.
Here’s the cutest picture ever of me & Rick:
We went in the lobby next. It was like NerdMecca™.
Oh hay boys!
Of course we had to get our pictures taken with those guys.
The lobby was just a big old mess of nerd – all kinda of really cool/interesting books on the shelves, vintage Star Wars/Indiana Jones coffee table books on the tables, replica props all over, small bronzes & dolls of Star Wars characters… I could have spent a long time just LOOKING.
We walked down the little hill and grabbed some $bux. There’s a great view of the Palace of Fine Arts from just outside the ‘Bucks inside the Presidio. I really want to go there sometime. Oh hell, I just want to wander around the Presidio for a few hours.
We thought about going to Fisherman’s Wharf for some crab and going to Telegraph Hill to look for the cherry head conures, but we really had to be on the road in two hours if we wanted to get back to Reno to get the parrots before the birdie hotel closed. So we headed to Japan Town instead to try the Korean restaurant there.
On the way there I drove up Webster street. And when I say “up”, I mean “WAY THE FUCK UP”. I swear the car was vertical a few times. Crazy ass rollercoaster street, I tell ya. Seriously, an earthquake there would just tumble cars all the hell down the road.
Oh Japan Town, how I love thee! Well, actually we just went to the little mall there, didn’t walk around because of time constraints. After driving around there and trying to park, I can see where certain *cough* racial stereotypes *cough* about a certain demographic’s driving skills have their roots. I’m sure it’s not universally true, but damn. LOL.
Ichiban Kan = love. So much weird Engrish shit in there and weird snacks at really cheap prices. I spent too much money on odd little things and, of course, got some more matcha! For five dolla I got about as much as you can get at the Whole Paycheck for $25. So nice.
These were taken after we got home, but this is some of my Japan Town haul:
Instant miso soup, green tea candy, matcha, matcha with some weird starch shit in it, rice candy and men’s Pocky.
Look at the cute little dishes & spoons I got for my instant miso!
Lunch time will make everyone happy. Monotone lunch. Slow and healthy time.
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We waved goodbye to San Francisco and got back on the road for an uneventful drive to Reno. Then we got the so-happy-to-see-us birdies and went home.
The end.
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