#36 – January edition: Lia Ices + Seoul


Last week kind of flew by. I was in DC for three days of staff meetings. My birthday happened to fall on one of those days, and I got to spend it in a day-long meeting. Wee! Luckily I have wonderful co-workers who took me out for whiskey, bocce ball, and Ethiopian food after 8 hours of meeting. So, not a total loss.

Suddenly I’m 27. When did that happen?

J. picked me up from the airport when I returned on Friday night and greeted me with a kiss and a Jimmy Johns sandwich. Swoon. We stopped home for a minute where he presented me with my birthday gift — a gift card to Planet Rock, a local rock climbing gym. Goal #44 here I come! Then we went off to the Lia Ices show.

Like I do, I almost backed out of going to the show. Busy week away from home and all I really wanted was put some jammies on and camp out on the couch all night. Welcome to my life. But this was not just a matter of having a fun Friday night, this was a night to check a Goal off my all important To-Do List. I gave myself a kick in the pants and told myself to get off the damn couch. And I’m very pleased that I did. You saw that coming though, right?

We headed into the venue which is a conglomeration of music venue, bowling alley, and pizza place — a true gem in Detroit. We procured some whiskey from the bar and soon enough the first band was playing. They’re called Seoul. I don’t know about you, but whenever I go to a show with an unknown opening band, I always brace myself for, best case scenario, some pretty solid mediocrity. Maybe that’s just my experience talking or because I tend to form pretty strong snap judgement about bands within the first minute of hearing them. But this band was great. Like I’m-totally-going-to-buy-their album-when-it-comes-out great. Here’s a taste for you:

Then Lia Ices went on. She was really wonderful live – great sound and energy. I think she played the entirety of her new album, Ices. There isn’t a bad song on it. Here’s one of my favorites from her:

We capped off the night with some pizza from Sgt. Pepperoni’s, the pizza place inside the venue. Some people claim this pizza only tastes amazing because you normally eat it at the end of a drunken night. But I strongly believe this pizza holds up brilliantly to sobriety. We each had a slice and then went back for seconds. The end to a beautiful night.