Seriously, Drew? You haven't learned the important lesson that weird has nothing to do with the outward trappings? You think one must be green haired, tattooed, and leopard print covered in order to be a maniac? You just aren't' paying attention, Sir. Easton if full of Freaks. And I mean with a capital "F". I have been in some places that would make Henry Rollins throw up a little in his mouth and I can tell you that some of the people populating our fair city are by any stretch of the imagination "weird". There is a whole generation of people who were responsible for the invention of half of the trends by which "weirdness" is measured today who are trying to hold down jobs, raise kids and still rock out with their c*ck out. It ain't easy, son. Just because they don't have their piercings in, and settled for male pattern baldness over a mohawk, does not diminish the weirdness. Now, if you are simply decrying the turn out for these events, fine. But don't assume that the strange folk have disappeared. They have simply gotten day jobs.

I think a lot of weirdos don't have the income to afford a night at the theatre. I for one am a huge John Waters fan and was unable to make it. It's too steep for me right now. I hope he comes back.

Drew:

I bought my tickets online at the State website, and if I recall correctly the balcony/under-balcony area was not advertised for sale. If my memory is accurate, then it was a pretty full crowd. If not, then not so much.

I am not as familiar as I should be with the Pixies, so I can’t comment other than to say I am a fan of the offshoot band Belly, and I have Kelley Deal’s book - "Bags That Rock: Knitting on the Road with Kelley Deal", and can state with authority she’s a great knitter : )

Now – onto “where were the weirdos?”

*I* am one of those “weirdos”. Instead of flying my freak flag in the form of green hair and tattoos, I prefer to wear my tailored clothing from Talbots while I pour tea from my mothers’ wedding silver tea service and tell you how Wes Craven’s “Last House On The Left” is taken directly from Ingmar Bergman’s “Virgin Spring”. As evidenced by the book I brought to the Waters show, I also have an appreciation of Herschell Gordon Lewis and I am a true-crime aficionado as well. Cream or lemon, and one lump or two? : )

I identify with Waters because I was raised in a family very similar to his. My mother was as straight-laced as they come, but she was also the one who told the nice ladies at the Jacksonville Public Library to lay off me and let me check out “Peyton Place” if I wanted to already!

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We may not dress the part, but I’d bet good money we’re more outré than most current twenty-somethings whose idea of “radical” would be those heinous “Human Centipede” movies. At least Waters was tasteless with good taste – you can’t find that any more.
So, I will continue to needlepoint pillows, use cloth napkins and serve deviled eggs on those plates with the appropriate indentations, and if you’re really nice to me, I might let you see my ancient, un-cut VHS tape of “Santa Sangre” : )

PS – to the person who recently told me he “wasn’t sure John Waters was very respectful of women”: he was a total gentleman last Thursday when I asked him to sign my copy of his book “Shock Value” : )

Carter & Pamlea,

The "dressing the part" isn't what bothers me. I'm against wearing the agreed upon uniform of any scene. I maintain a block colors, no logo personal dress code (I ain't nobody's billboard). The only downside is that when I see a cute rockabilly or heavy metal knockout I probably don't catch her eye and she'd have no idea I voted for Slayer in the last presidential election (as a write in).

I guess I'm jealous of other towns that have several rock and roll clubs where bands play every night and all the long haired, noise pierced goons hang. Cuz I need somewhere to go.

I know it's not in Easton, but I understand the "Secret Art Space" in Bethlehem attracts an...eclectic crowd.

Drew, attend an art show the next time Suddenly Samantha has one. You won't be disappointed. The last one had a band that had a saw and washboard.

Art shows and me.... dont.... don't get along.

Not exactly what you're looking for, but you may find some of the classier local stealth freaks hang out at Black & Blue...Besides the people, the brew and absinthe selection, along with the food, is quite excellent.

The bar I mentioned in this blog - Fuglee's Pub on 13th Street - will be closing at the end of the month. There goes another neighborhood pub. Whether you're a drinker or not there's no denying these places are somewhat significant in that they help contribute to a town's atmosphere and character. Pretty soon we'll all only be able to get an after work cocktail at an Applebee's or Ruby Tuesdays.

It's gonna be apartments soon, buddy.

I LOVE Fuglees, got a t shirt & everything--aaarrrggghhh!!!!

Love, fame, & wealth shall come & go...But thirst is eternal! The saying on the back of my Fuglees t-shirt. Words to live by...unfortunately Fuglees will not be eternal...

Oh, so sorry. I am in Florida on vacation. I won"t be back until it is too late! Wish I could have been there! I hope she went out "in style"!!!