I don't know how, but I am continuously surprised by how much this town is driven by its music. I went to see The Future Islands this past Saturday at Caledonia Lounge. That place is small, and while you're listening (in this case, to my current favorite band), you're also forced to be involved in other people's listening experience. The head-bopping, the yelling, the singing, the trances for some. You see, very easily, that you are the farthest from the only one involved emotionally with the music you've come to hear.
The band gave a mini-speech, in fact, about how Athens, Georgia, had changed their lives, made their music better. This place's magic might be myth, but if so it's a dream we've all bought into.
To enjoy music at 1am on a Saturday night, you probably should first ingest a little Mezcal.
And the next morning you're better off skipping the kitchen and eating breakfast outside (this is Big City Bread).