This Shit Is Bananas

Well, I actually got out of the friggin' house last night and saw Sacramento's drunken lo-fi pop punk Gods, The Bananas. The acoustics of the place, The Fools Foundation, left a lot to be desired, but hey, if it sounded perfect, it wouldn't be the Bananas, now would it?





Opening was The Mothballs, from the shithole of Oakland. You should check them out. 60's influenced, Hi-Five-ish garage punk. They are really good, even if the combined weight of the band is under a buck fifty.



For the record, I know I take god-awful pictures. I'm a lover, not a photographer.