The Talon, Issue date: 11/8/05
Do you like going to local shows and getting to know the bands? Do you like paying three dollars to see a really awesome show, even when you’ve never heard of the band? Would you rather see a band play in a basement in more of a party environment than in a concert hall? If you said yes to any of these questions, I’ll tell you something…so do most of the rest of us.
Going to those big concert halls really got on my nerves when I first started going to concerts when I was 14. Being that I am 5’3, I got tossed around, punched, kicked, grabbed, pushed, and not to mention I never got any air. The crowds were enormous, the wait in line was terrible, and there was no way of even getting close to the band unless they were signing stuff…in which again, the wait was terrible. Now, despite everything you get with a big crowd, seeing a band you love is totally worth it, but on a week to week basis, I would rather go to a local show.
There are many places to have local shows-small concert halls (such as the Beaumont in Westport or The Granada in Lawrence), bars, house shows, basements, and even parks. Personally, I like the house and basement shows the best. Not only do you get a smaller, more personal crowd, but also more party-time and front row seats. Concert halls and other public places have certain restrictions.
On Wednesday, September 21st, I went to one of the greatest basement shows of my life at a place called the Sleeper Cellar. The address was around 27th and Pennsylvania, and instead of a house, this place is a 3rd floor apartment with a basement. All three floors are open to anyone at the show and entrance fee was only 4 bucks. By word of mouth, I heard that three people rented one flat each, as to have a bigger area to party, and agreed to start the Sleeper Cellar. From the look of the amount of kids there, I’m betting they easily collect $200 a night, not including the sale of…other things.
Going down into the basement, I realized where the place got its name. This place was much more like a cellar (of scariness and death) than a basement. The ceiling was very low and the walls were made of crumbling, stained brick. The atmosphere was damp and at the front of the cellar, there was just a single low watt bulb hanging from a cord in the ceiling. This place was actually really creepy, in a super awesome kind of way. The room was also filled with a lot of smoke so it was pretty hard to see. I sat down on a couch against one damp wall and watched the first band set up. From what I could see, I noticed that the band was mostly made up of heavily tattooed girls and one guy…
(ED) There was supposed to be a continutaion, but I guess that page got deleted? I think this guy had one too many, but it was one of the best shows he ever went to!. He got the address wrong by more than 10 blocks. He implied that we sold beer or drugs when in fact you all gave that to us for entry when you were broke! He also says that the place was lit by a single low watt bulb hanging from a cord. We directly installed about 6 can lights and had a host of other lights including Patrick Priddy’s disco lights with a board rigged up to our PA. Press is good anyway right?