The Black Lips in Concert

So I tricked my wife and sister into going out on a school night to see The Black Lips at The Firebird. Kate was a fan already, but even then I don’t think that they knew what they were getting into.

The first opener was local band The Blind Eyes. I had never heard of them before, but they are really, really good. I will be keeping an eye out for them in the future.

The second openers were The Box Elders out of Omaha. Two double-necked guitars + a drummer who also plays the keyboards = loud, awesome rock and roll.

And while those bands were good, the Black Lips were definitely the main event.

It was wild, raucous, sweaty, dramatic, and awesome. Without getting too far into it, let’s just say before that night I’d never seen a musician:

  • catch his own loogie as it drips off the ceiling,
  • or throw up on stage in the middle of a song,
  • or play a guitar solo with his dick.

And that was all the same guy. So yeah, it was friggin’ awesome.

This is Jen, giving her thoughts on that night. I had to sit down halfway through the show or else I would vomit due to all the loogies (the dude was spitting and catching them in his mouth) and thank goodness I did not see the guitarist puke on stage. EWWWW! By the way, I’m too old to stay out that late on a school night.

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