Well…not really. But it did end badly. Lisa and I went out on Saturday night. We went to see friends of hers play a gig at a church in Brunswick. The band, the Coming Grass, was actually pretty good. They play a sort of folkish rock n roll mix. I knew when I heard Roger McGuinn/the Byrds playing on the PA system when I came in that I would enjoy it. They also had an opening act whose name escapes me, she played a half dozen Aimee Mann type ‘my heart is broken’ ballads on 6 string with a bass player accompanying her. She was ok.

The downside was that they got a late start, and Lisa and I had not had time to eat before we showed up. By the time their set ended it was like 9:30 and the restaurant we intended to eat at, an Indian place in Brunswick, was empty. So we went to the Sea Dogs Brewpup in Topsham (it’s just across the bridge from Brunswick). I’ve been in there a couple of times and it’s ok, the food is nothing special but not bad either and the beer is decent. The problem was, 10 minutes after we showed up these guys came on stage and they had the volume turned up to 11. Lisa and I ended up sitting about 10 feet from the stage and we couldn’t hear ourselves think let alone carry on a conversation. Plus something we were served didn’t sit well and both of us ended up feeling ill. I almost felt bad for the band, in about a half hour they managed to entirely clear out what had been a full restaurant. But given that they were ruining my date I didn’t feel that bad for them. They played a kind of rock/jazz fusion improv which sounded most like Phish, and it was WAY too loud. Neither of us enjoyed it and it really took the shine off the evening, which was a shame because up until then we had been enjoying ourselves. I told her next time I would take her to Taco Bell 😉