In 2001 I went to go see #cursive at a small bar called The Atomic. The bar was not really set up for shows, it was a small concrete square and the band's were always too loud and the p.a. was too shitty to hear vocals. We really liked that place none the less. This CD "domestica" was an open letter to singer/songwriter Tim Kasher's divorce. The band and album are kind of a harsh spirit animal of the Smiths work. I remember two things about that show: 1) my future ex-wife completely blew me off and with the clarity of hind-sight the show supporting this album should have been an ominous omen and 2) the opening act was a band called The White Octave whose line up had ex-Cursive musicians. I was wondering if the small group of people at this show were going to see some kind of bitter musician brawl. I was actually really enthralled with that plotline. I got to the show a little early to watch the whole thing unfold. I was the only one there for quite a while. Slowly other indie rocker hipsters started drifting in, then after the listed start time Cursive showed up. I wondered if they'd be pissed the openers weren't there yet. I was ancious for drama to unfold, to see some juicy indie rock history. A bit later the other band showed up, both bands hugged and laughed. They had beers and I think for a few minutes may have even forgotten there was a show to be played. Both bands performed and played great sets, the night turned out to be quality music with no drama. Which was fine, I was wrapped up in my own microcosm of drama anyway. This disc is still a great album. It's dark, wry and kind of self-important. It's no wonder I like it so much.
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