Mahones Concert at the Urban Lounge
I don’t really like the Urban Lounge (okay, I don’t like
most bars) because
it’s always way too loud and smoky and they don’t serve
any interesting
beer. We receive Mike’s Hard Lemonade keychains and glow-in-the-dark
stickers from a girl wearing way too much glitter. When
the band starts,
they are so loud I can’t even tell what song they’re playing,
but Owen is in
good company with all of the other Drunken Lazy Bastards.
I drink some beer (in a clear bottle) and magically the
concert gets better.
Our fellow bar denizens include two girls in very short
kilts and knee-high
combat boots, a look Owen describes as Goth Schoolgirl,
a guy with
bleached-blond hair and tattoos in a wife beater and acid
wash jeans (I
think this fashion statement is supposed to be ironic?),
and a girl who is
showing more cleavage than I even have. Between sets the
bar deejay plays
music that allows people with no culture (read, people
who like Fat Boy
Slim) to dance.
After Suzi leaves we share the table with 2 ladies who
are beyond being
Cougars -we decide they are Catamounts. The deejay takes
pity on them and
plays some ABBA. The girl with too much cleavage walks
into the bathroom
with her hand covering the offending area, looks straight
at me (I am
wearing a McNally’s Irish Ale t-shirt), and laughs. What
a wench! I am too
polite to laugh at her to her face. I prefer making rude
comments about her
behind her back.
During the second set I am slow dancing with Owen when
some guy comes up and
asks if he can cut in. I am rendered dumbstruck by Owen’s
handing me over
to this apparently random guy in a bar. He asks me to
tell me more about
myself. When I recover my wits I say I may be attending
U of A Law in the
fall. He is very astonished and tells me I shouldn’t -
why would I want to
do such a thing? I say it is because I want to be a scum-sucking
bottom
feeder. He picks me up off the ground, and I look at Owen
as if to say,
“Please save me from this nutcase!” He takes the hint
and says to the guy,
“If you drop her, you have to buy me another one.” I’m
not sure if I am
flattered or not. Later I find out that Owen knows this
guy, and he’s a Law
student.
Before the second set is over there is beer and smashed
glass on the floor.
Wife beater guy and two of his friends jump up on stage
and sing “Sedated”
with the band. I decide that I need to buy a Drunken Lazy
Bastard shirt,
but there are none available at the concert. Fionntan
McConnell tells me to
order one from www.themahones.com.
Owen is such
a Mahones fan that Fionntan remembers him from the last
concert and asks him
to come down to Calgary to be an extra in the video they
are shooting the
next day.
Score: 
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