The One and Only Completely Intellectual Professor Kat reports..
Superfest
Superfest at Floral Park, Long Island - 07.31.99
Ruby bugged me about Superfest for weeks on end, so I figured, "Hey, why
not?" After all, I should support the local ska scene, right? So, I in
turn annoyed the hell out of Sarah and Leslie to go with me. Sarah ended
up driving for reasons which will remain unknown for the time being.
Ruby's the trumpet player ultra-hip Long Island ska band Step Lively
(signed by Triple Crown Records), and we thought we should at least see
them perform. I was ultra-psyched to see the Pilfers. I mean, where else
could you pay 10 bucks to see a shitload of ska/punk bands? Only in Long
Island folks. So it took us about 35 minutes to get there (Sarah was
scared as hell driving the minivan on the LIE), and we thought we arrived
fairly fashionably late. We had missed about 4 or so bands (I think
Arrogant Sons of Bitches was the first act), but had made it just in time
to see Step Lively. Mark, the lead singer, definitely ran out of gas
after the first couple of songs, but I think he was just worn out. Hey,
it happens, you know? The crowd was definitely into them though, bopping
and skanking like the pretentious Long Island asshole-teenagers they are.
Step Lively performed most of their newer songs from their first
full-length release entitled "The Trigger Effect."
So, anyway, after their performance, Sarah, Leslie, and I just roamed like
the bored college students we were. Ruby was busy with his thing (aka
packing his shit) and Rebecca and Erica were selling Step Lively merch. so
there we were. Ugh. How fuckin' annoying. It was gonna be another half
an hour before the Pilfers were up. I tried passing time by flirting with
some random dumb boys, one of which was very responsive and begged for my
attention by going down on both knees. Sweet. I love being a chick.
Sarah threw me a few dirty looks, and off went the boy. Ruby eventually
came to chill with us and took us backstage. We went outside to grab some
fresh air (which was desperately needed due to the lack of ventilation in
that smelly gymnasium) and ran into Jay, Step Lively's keyboard player.
I, of course, was very interested in him, but got no positive feedback.
Boys suck. He did talk to my friends for awhile.
The Pilfers were then up next and started their set on the mainstage, but
the sound system blew (god bless Superfest), so they moved to the smaller
stage in the OLV cafeteria. I said, "Fuck it, it's so damn hot in
here...I want out." I had had enough! So, we trek outside to the parking
lot and watch the Pilfers through the window. Let me see...all I can say
was, I didn't really pay attention to the set that much. I was all set on
trying to get Jay's attention and making sure Sarah didn't hook up with a
complete loser. Neither of which happened. Well, Jay and I exchanged
about 3 words and Sarah did hook up with someone, who wasn't a loser.
Actually, a really hot guy...I think it was Jamie of The Stereo. Not too
shabby.
Edna's Goldfish was the last band to perform. This was understandable
since Gary Henderson, the trumpet player of Edna's, was the one who
organized this whole shindig. They played their staples, including
"Veronica Sawyer" which they were also taping the music video for that
same day. I'm in it, so guess which one I am!!! I will never tell. Look
for it on MTV folks. Edna's got the crowd all rowled up and let me tell
you, I haven't sweat like that in awhile! Man, kids and bodies were
flying everywhere! I could've sworn I saw one chick flash her boobs to
the band. Kooky kats.
After the show, Ruby invited us to go to this party at one of the
Goldfish's houses, so of course we accepted. Beer, boys, and music...what
could be better? Unfortunately, I drove Sarah's minivan there with the
parking brake on, but that's another story which I do not feel like
delving into at the moment. Let's just say that the party wasn't a bust
or anything, we met a bunch of musicians who are just like the rest of us
(completely normal and bitter), and it all started with Superfest. Rock
on Long Island.
