The Self-Righteous Bastard
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Ghetto Fabulous
So I’d heard about it for as long as I’ve been here in Atlanta, and Friday afternoon Indy’s Finest and myself decided to head on down Memorial Drive for a Ghetto Burger from Ann’s Snack Bar. It’s not just a burger, it’s a complete experience. Ann runs the place herself, and she runs it with an iron fist. Her house rules are posted (which include no swearing, no leaning on the counter, and no standing if there is a stool available), and patrons already there frantically make sure you adhere to them before Ann kicks your ass out. We had to sit there about 20 minutes before she took our orders for the Ghetto Burger – two gigantic patties of beef well-seasoned, American cheese, chili, bacon (that’s deep-fried because, well, why the fuck not?), onions, lettuce, tomato, mayo, mustard, and ketchup. The beef patties were so thick, weighing in around a full pound each, they took more than 10 minutes on the grill to cook up while we salivated at the counter and implored new customers to take a seat quick once they walked in to the place (which is a rather well-worn mobile home with a newly-added screen porch out front).
It may not have the finest quality ingredients, but goddam that’s the best cheeseburger in Atlanta, if not the world. The burger was far too gigantic to eat with my hands, and it took up pretty much the entire diameter of the Styrofoam plate on which it was served, but I happily tore into it with some plastic utensils, and completely polished it off (to Indy’s Finest’s amazement and disgust), though it was a challenge. Oh, and along with a pile of fries and a big cup of sweet tea. Who needs organic free-range beef and artisan cheese when there’s a place like this? Ann’s like an ornery Grandma, and you better be patient – she’ll feed you when she’s good and ready. And isn’t that why meals at Grandma’s house always tasted so good? I’ll definitely be back, just not too soon, else I’ll be having a massive coronary before the week is out.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Muse/Razorlight – MTVU Campus Invasion Tour
I'm not the biggest Muse fanatic, but I considered Absolution to be one of last year's best albums and I was looking forward to the show this evening. For 10 bucks it seemed like a bargain.
Razorlight opened, played the singles off of Up All Night, and was decent but generally forgettable. Particularly in lieu of what followed.
Muse opened with the one-two punch of "Apocalypse Please" and "Hysteria", and it was fucking ON. It was palpable in the crowd - Muse backhanded us across the face and socked us in the gut, and we loved every second of it. You could hear the crowd even above the maelstrom, and it was lovely. The majority of songs came from Absolution, but not disproportionately, as all the top tracks from Showbiz and Origin Of Symmetry were included too. "Sunburn" was a standout in my opinion, but everyone seemed to have their favorites included in the setlist.
It looked like the three were genuinely surprised at the intensity of the crowd, and Matthew claimed that we were "the best crowd in the United States." Maybe the crowds the last couple nights in Florida were lame, maybe he says that every night, but it certainly went over well.
They brought a pretty sweet LED light setup, and a sound system that seemed to overwhelm the 2500 capacity Tabernacle. Since most of their tour dates in the next couple of months are in 15,000 seat arenas, I'm guessing there wasn't much that could be done. I love a loud show as much as anyone, but the guitars and vocals were mostly lost in the wall of white noise. We enjoyed it anyway. Certainly a quality ending to a day that included getting housed by a six-year-old at Halo 2.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Currently Listening To Repeatedly
Beethoven’s 7th Symphony, and Harry Nilsson’s “Jump Into The Fire”.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Sin City
Wow. Visually stunning (and I’m not just talking about all of the fine scattered ass), incredibly vicious violence (not for you Kiddo!), and just relentless for two hours (often comically so). The comic book dialogue is a bit cheesy, but could this be a comeback for Mickey Rourke? I’m also interested to get a female take on this film, it seems like it’ll be one guys will love but women will despise – if Julia Roberts is your favorite actress this is not one for you. Part of the plot tries to be somewhat feminist, but I’m not buying it, it’s savagely misogynistic – not that that’s necessarily a bad thing. Overall, a fantastic popcorn movie for my sick, twisted head. Oh, and make sure you see it in a theater with awesome sound.
