Boneyard
Stan from the Railway is the greatest bouncer in the world. He always makes you feel welcome with a smile and a laugh. He greeted us with enthusiasm about the Love DVD he gave me awhile ago, and most importantly, Nobunny’s imminent set. Well, he and 200 others were in for a treat. The bar featured one of the more varied crowds I’d seen at the Rail in awhile, ranging from denim-and-studded leather sporting crust punks to the ironic Les Miz t-shirt wearer to actual Nobunny groupies sporting bunny masks.

Indian Wars singer/guitarist Frase With, the best Jay Reatard look-alike I’ve ever seen, stated “We never made a set list,” which explained a set that hopped from rootsy R’n’R to noisy, sloppy blues complete with Jonathan Richman-style yelps. A great way to start the night.

I’m an absolute sucker for dual female guitarists singing lilting harmonies to a solid drum beat, which is why I was utterly enraptured with Dream Date’s set. Slumberland records influenced twee pop with beats that make ya wanna giddy up. I will be dreaming of dates with these gals for a while.

I had heard about Nobunny’s legendary live shows for quite some time. I had always thought he was a one man band, so I was surprised to see him with a full rock ensemble.

His fur was looking a little tattered and torn, but I think that was because of all the jumping around that he did all night. His new record Raw Romance is a collection of his earliest material, so he focused on that for most part. He did, however, pull out other favourites like “I am a Girlfriend” and “Boneyard”. He kept us hopping all night until Stan politely had to kick everyone out. Then I went out and got drunk off my ass with an old friend until 5 A.M.