My ears have finally stopped ringing from Thursday night's Har Mar Superstar show at the Rickshaw. Going to a concert that started at midnight made me feel pretty young and also pretty old at the same time.
Har Mar onstage is pure id. Typical stage banter ranged from "Give it up for me. I am awesome" to "Who wants to f**k me? It's possible." David G. and I were in the front row and had the best view of him stripping to his underwear, a staple of his live show.
This clip is not from our show, but down to song selection, gold arm-warmers, inappropriate audience interaction and egocentric proclamations, it certainly could have been. Love you, Har Mar!
Not only are my ears are still ringing, my eyeballs are still bleeding. Some folks should really leave their trousers on. Always happy to dance with my friend Em, though.
Posted by: David G | January 24, 2010 at 11:09 PM