Wow! Lincoln Exposed Wednesday night! What a treat. I’ve been waiting for this to begin for months now. The only bad part about this festival was trying to fit it all in! Last week, I sat down and meticulously mapped out my plan for seeing all the band I wanted to see.
I would start with Jazzocracy at the Zoo Bar, swing over to see Orion Walsh at the Bourbon, then hit the first part of Prairie Psycho. After 22 minutes I could cross the street again for half of Hex Weaver, then back to Duffy’s for some Salt Creek. At 10:23 I’m squeezing into the Rye Room for the start of Rift, then after 4 songs over to 1867 for Thirst Things First. Cut out early so I can see at least a little bit of the Bottletops at the Zoo. At 11:39 I would head back to the Bourbon and catch a little of Nate Armstrong and the Fiddlin’ Fool. Can’t miss that. I’d go back to Duffy’s for three Giant’s Arrow songs and then finish out the night watching MrMc$ next door at Bodega’s. Everything was planned to a t. BOOM! I was ready.
Wednesday night, after a quick bite to eat at home, I was finally headed out. As I got to the front door I noticed my mom was watching “Treasures From The Wreck of the Unbelievable” on Netflix. I will tell you, it was unbelievable! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. They found this entire shipwreck from a long time ago at the bottom of the ocean. There were giant statues 40 feet high in perfect shape, just sitting there after all these years. I was transfixed.
Next up was “Fakkah Fuzz Almost Banned.” It was a little too racy for my mom so she went to bed, but I thought it was hilarious. Imagine being an outspoken Malay man in Singapore. Well, Fakkah Fuzz has been there, done that. I learned so many things about Chinese gangsters that I never even thought about before.
For some reason Netflix was on a real big Malaysian stand-up comedy kick last night. Far be it for me to go against Netflix’s wishes. So next up was the Malaysian stand up comedy icon Harith Iskander and his comedy special. He wasn’t as funny as Fakkah Fuzz and I kind of dozed off during the story of his parents getting divorced. Long story short I woke up at 3:14 in the morning and by that time I’m pretty sure the bands were done playing. Major bummer. But! I still have my wristband for the rest of the week. It’s going to be epic.
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