The flux capacitor on my back was the idea of my friend Dave who helped wire me up, the idea being that I traveled here from the distant potato-future.
Dave went as Ash from Evil Dead/Army of Darkness, he of the chainsaw-hand. I actually went with Sarah to pick up the chainsaw a week earlier.
Dave's girlfriend Sarah went as swan-dress Bjork (sewn by herself... she's really good).You can make up your own story for what my costume is exactly... Primarily I was thinking that I was augmenting my senses with the powerful potato senses, but there's additional possibilities. Mainly I was just going for a combination of creepy and absurd... people have probably noticed that I like that combination.
In honor of my costume, I'm posting the song "I'm A Potato" by Devo [download]. Potato-humanity was a recurring theme in Devo's music, though the relationship to my costume is mostly coincidental.
We went out to a dance party at the MOCAD and then to the Old Miami where a punk band, Circus Boy, was playing. I really enjoyed their set (though the strength of the Old Miami's cocktails had a good deal to do with that). They were these old punk veterans in their 40s and 50s, just kicking out the jams, sans bullshit.
I did a lot of hollering and dancing around.Throughout the night I got a lot of questions about my costume and a few requests for photos. It was nice. Especially the girls who felt up my potatoes.
Luckily the potatoes were still edible after the night was over. Even more luckily, I had homemade chili and cheddar cheese in the fridge.
Saturday night I played a little party at Linder co-op in Ann Arbor. It went well, people were cheering and bobbing their heads and dancing a lot, and afterwards I got a lot of enthusiastic compliments. One guy in the audience DJs on WCBN (U-M college radio) and wants me to play on his radio show.
I was painfully nervous before the show, though it was considerably better than my first show. During the show I decided to ignore the audience most of the time and just play for myself... it felt better that way, compared to previous shows where I was too caught up in the effort of putting on the show which detracted from me feeling the music. It's funny, before I started actually doing this, when I would picture it it seemed so easy. I mean, obviously I had endless reserves of emotion and nervous energy, I just had to do what came naturally, right? I didn't think about how nervousness and self-doubt could dampen my enthusiasm, or how the moods when one is fired up and feeling like a rock star don't necessarily correspond to the times when one has to play. So in fact it's not easy; it's a challenge -- which makes it more worthwhile, nontrivial. The main reason I applied to grad school was that I felt I needed a challenge. Anyway I still haven't put on a show that I'm 100% satisfied with, but it's improving.
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