As mentioned on Friday, I did go to Sokol Underground to see The Thermals play. In fact, I did more than just go to the show, I actually worked the door. Obviously, that means I was there for the entire show -- all three bands. The first band, a local called Thunder Power, was pretty good. Nice, indie pop. Nothing mind blowing, but they are still very new. The second band, Reporter, was a trio from Portland traveling with The Thermals. I wasn't really feeling their set. They weren't bad, just average. Which left only The Thermals to really "rock out" and make my night worthwhile. Did they? Well, yeah, pretty much. They played about an hour, and the set was quite rocking. Attendance was sort of mediocre at the show - maybe 100 or so people. Not horrible, but much lower than I was expecting. I didn't bring my laptop down to the show because I thought I'd be busier. Someone near me commented on the crowd by saying "This indie pop stuff is dead." Sadly, as far as concert attendance in Omaha is concerned, he may be right.Saturday night, I hit the Trail of Dead show at Waiting Room. This time, I was not working. I got to the WR around 9:30 and luckily caught most of Virgasound's set. Solid, as usual. Why are those guys not a bigger local band? Makes no sense to me. Anyway, after chatting up some friends at the show, and having a few Bacardi and Diet Cokes, I was more than ready for TOD to take the stage. The ex-major label band from Texas played a very energetic, albeit short, set featuring mostly tunes from their last three albums. The crowd went apeshit for "Caterwaul" and for the set closer, "Another Morning Stoner." The main thing I took away from the show was that I didn't realize how often the band members switched instruments. It's always impressive when bands can pull that off.
Sunday was spent in my usual fashion - watching football (Packers are now 8-1) and making the play list for my show. Though I had a good show last night, I felt that a lot of my listeners were at the Meat Puppets concert, and not glued to their radios. I gave away tickets to see some crappy band called Straylight Run and only one person called in. One! WTF? I know the band blows, but c'mon, it's free.
This week, Dexter's conflict with Sgt. Doakes came to a head in a major way. It is ironic that a serial killer like Dexter can work in a police station and none of the cops have any sort of clue about his true nature - except Doakes. Doakes was warned by the Lieutenant to leave Dexter alone, and to stop tailing him at night. He basically gave up on Dexter when he "caught" him in a recovery group. However, after learning that Dexter is not actually an addict (well, at least not a drug addict), Doakes' suspicions were increased. This week, Doakes began looking into the case of the murder of Dexter's mother. This news sent Dexter into a rage, and he decided to finally deal with Doakes.
There was so much more in this episode (like the possible romance between Dexter's sister and FBI agent Lundee, Dexter sending the police a fake manifesto from the "Bay Harbor Butcher," or Lila's setting her house on fire), but I can't dissect every piece of this puzzle. All I know is that I wasn't sure how this season could top last season, yet it has. Dexter is worth the cost of Showtime.
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