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I bopped on down to See Sound Lounge, 115 Blanchard, which I heard is full of pretty people. That's true, but they're mostly friendly pretty people. I got ma'amed twice by the staff. (And once by a panhandler. Go figure.) Who says courtesy is dead in Seattle?
Tunes: Good to excellent, including the under-appreciated chill (?) room guys. JT started early, luckily for me, and was all about the tough beats, less jazzy than his Om release. I've noticed that the nationally known guys seem to put some effort into keeping it fresh. This night was put on by Uniting Souls, whose head dude is Ramiro Gutierrez. Ramiro has appeared in this space many times and is certainly no slouch on the decks. The other opener, Matt Wood, hadn't "played out" before. Am I wrong to think it's unseemly when DJs groove to their own sets, or was I just ill disposed to him because of his train wreck, even though he recovered quickly?
Decor: Holy crap, that place is pretty! Mod, with a lot of white walls, colored light spots on the wall, and deep red sectional sofas. I want whoever did See Sound to do the Abbey.
Drinks: Good, but Un. Reasonably. Priced. Now I know how their Belltown rent is getting paid. Good thing I scored street parking on [location redacted].
There seems to be a protocol among true house heads whereby we identify each other by talking about the music. After one young lady verified that I wasn't there for any nefarious purposes, she lamented that getting hit on happens unusually often at See Sound. I told her I don't have that problem much. "I envy you," she said.
I may not be with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
seedmoon on the crucial question of naming one's house, but I sure am when it comes to men in knit hats. Sheesh.
Tunes: Good to excellent, including the under-appreciated chill (?) room guys. JT started early, luckily for me, and was all about the tough beats, less jazzy than his Om release. I've noticed that the nationally known guys seem to put some effort into keeping it fresh. This night was put on by Uniting Souls, whose head dude is Ramiro Gutierrez. Ramiro has appeared in this space many times and is certainly no slouch on the decks. The other opener, Matt Wood, hadn't "played out" before. Am I wrong to think it's unseemly when DJs groove to their own sets, or was I just ill disposed to him because of his train wreck, even though he recovered quickly?
Decor: Holy crap, that place is pretty! Mod, with a lot of white walls, colored light spots on the wall, and deep red sectional sofas. I want whoever did See Sound to do the Abbey.
Drinks: Good, but Un. Reasonably. Priced. Now I know how their Belltown rent is getting paid. Good thing I scored street parking on [location redacted].
There seems to be a protocol among true house heads whereby we identify each other by talking about the music. After one young lady verified that I wasn't there for any nefarious purposes, she lamented that getting hit on happens unusually often at See Sound. I told her I don't have that problem much. "I envy you," she said.
I may not be with
seedmoon on the crucial question of naming one's house, but I sure am when it comes to men in knit hats. Sheesh.
