Fierce.

The Tall One is in a band.  They're called No Longer Atlas.  And tonight, they opened for The English Beat... and killed it!!!  They were so awesome!!!!  I'm so proud of them.  And my husband.  Does this make me a groupie?

On the flip side, there was an opening band.  They were a punk/ska band.  And man, was that brutal.  I can sum up the experience in a few phrases:

-The guy screamed.  A lot.

-The drummer was this burly fierce hot mess of a girl that wore sunglasses the entire time.  She scared me.

-They murdered Guns Of Brixton by The Clash, and managed to fit in some chant about something being not to be f@#^%$ with.  They made a cool song angry.  I wasn't stoked.

-They followed up that debacle with a song called I Don't Want To Go To Church.  That essentially alienated everyone that came to see the Tall One's band.  Classy!!

HOWEVER... The English Beat?  What a freaking kick ass good time!!!!!  They've been going since the 80's and I'm pretty sure they've gotten better.  The best part was all the people that were in their 20's back then and were there tonight still dancing to the music.  Good times.  And since this is South Orange County, the cougar ratio was high.  When moms get all plasticized, put on clothes from their daughters' closets and then go out dancing to their favorite 80's band... I have nightmares.  No fair.  I'm just there to have fun!!!

So, long story short- come to their next show.  It's July 11th at Coast Hills Church and it's a benefit for orphanages.  Somewhere.  I'm pretty sure.