After a morning spent rooting through my neighbor’s trash, drinking coffee from Awakenings, and shopping at the Hyde Park Farmers’ Market, I wanted nothing more than to settle down on the couch and watch my beloved Cincinnati Bengals beat the hell out of the New York Jets. Unfortunately, my team is the worst in the NFL and shows no signs of improving anytime soon. I eventually got sick of watching the muddle-headed quarterback lead the Bengals in reverse. Homebody and I decided our time would be better spent going down to Shake It Records to hear a band called the Kooks give a free in-store performance.
I wasn’t really familiar with the Kooks before the show. I’d heard a few of their songs a couple years ago, but they hadn’t blown me away and I soon forgot about them. Still, I thought hearing the band perform live would be less depressing than watching television.
I was right.
The Kooks were actually very enjoyable. They play to huge audiences in their native U.K., but they seemed more than happy to play for 30-40 non-paying music geeks. I was more than happy to listen to their four songs. Even if they hadn’t been good songs, it was worth it just to see the Kooks’ roadie chat up Homebody before the set. I think he was 16 years old.
Setlist: Always Where I Need to Be/Tick of Time/Ooh La/Stormy Weather