saw apostle of hustle at the drake last nite and it was, i’d say, probably the best show of all the hipster shows i have experienced. members of broken social scene, metric, and stars were also there up at the front near to where we were sitting and also performed with aoh. beside me was this nerdy guy who was really into the music and was slamming his legs up and down to the beat and it made my beer jiggle all over my pants. K-OS was there and smashed his drink to the floor by accident. i felt bad for the opening guy because this gaggle of fat chicks were blabbing the entire time as loud as they possibly could through his entire set. i felt a psychotic rage coming on.
emily haines touched fil’s leg when she was trying to get by us to the front and fil swooooooned. i had a crush on the percussions chick when she was playing those clay maraccas and dancing. apostle of hustle is canada’s version of the flaming lips except they don’t have weird costumes, yet.
