Badly Drawn Boy at The Triple Door December 13 2010
Did bear witness to Badly Drawn Boy. The squib on the bill at The Triple Door dubbed him a “narcoleptic slacker.” He exceeded expectations. Don’t know if he was having a really off night or if his standard performance schtick is filled with self-deprecation, aborted songs, and overall bitterness. The whole experience set the bar for a folk show train wreck. Some direct quotes – not makin this up – swear!
- “This song is from a b side. It’s shit. All b sides are shit. Simple equation.”
- “Bear with me guys. I’m just trying to make it through the show.”
- “What time is it?”
- “Tonight is a disaster. Maybe I should just quit and leave now.”
- “Someone get me a jack and coke!”
- “Maybe it’s cause I’m so excited to be in Seattle I shot my wad before I got on stage.”
- “Don’t you know the rulebook for the audience? If you want me to keep playing that song you have to clap more.”
- “What time is it again?”
- “Basically I don’t want to be here.”
- “I hate these songs.”
- “Sorry about that song. It was a bit long and boring. A pile of rubbish really.”
- “Hey, you guys up front – are those the cheap seats because you are so close to me?”
- “The pain is almost over.”
- “I was really bored with that last solo. Don’t know about you.”
- “What time is it?”