The Super Bowl and Ace of Cups

Last night was my first Super Bowl in America experience. It was a good one. I chose to start watching the broadcast just an hour before the game itself actually started, knowing full well that there was probably a good 3 1/2 to 4 hours of entertainment to come.

Kristen was more excited about the first of the commercials to be broadcast. This didn't take long and in amongst a few for movies that are coming out in the next 3 or 4 months there were a good couple for Doritos (our fave above). This particular commercial struck a chord as we've recently been having a similarly massive dog roaming our street. In the last few days it has worked out how to get over the gate that is supposed to keep it locked away. Its owners don't seem too bothered and the neighborhood cats are being kept on their toes.

By the time half time came around, we sorted ourself some beers and hot wings. We didn't quite comply with the many commercials, in that our wings were vegetarian and the beer wasn't Bud Light; we were happy with our selection though. The half time show was impressive more for all the putting up and taking down of the stage than for Madonna's gyrations and MIA's finger to the millions.

After one pretty amazing catch for the Giants, they got down the field and scored giving the Patriots just under a minute to work their way all back down the other end. With the last play of the game Tom Brady put up the hail mary pass, but it couldn't be completed and the Giants went away as "World Champions". (I know that there aren't many other nations that play the sport, but it still grates just a little bit, doesn't it?)

We started our weekend with a double header at our favorite local venue Ace of Cups. The highlight of Friday's big bill of bands and DJ's was Cleveland's Bill Fox. I can't think of a good way to describe his folky gruff, so you can listen to him here instead and read an article about his reclusive ways in a McSweeney's piece about him here. On Saturday night we were dancing to some mostly 60's tuneage at "Heatwave" an all vinyl night the cool kid from school DJ's at. We've been a few times before, but they were queuing around the block to get in when we left, having still not been able to dance to Donovan's "Mellow Yellow."