I decided not to drive to L.A. to see Tortoise this night, choosing to go the Beauty Bar instead. If their most recent album was as good as the previous one, I would have gone, but it's not, so I'm not driving to go see them.

The first band up was a new one for me, HFICLSI. The name sounds a lot better than it looks.



And the band sounds better than the cuffed jean shorts would lead you to believe. Although they do raise the singer's voice by an octave. It's herky-jerky hardcore style.



The lighting at the Beauty Bar sucks, so I tried three different approaches to post processing, one for each band.



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Boyscout is the ever-improving supergroup of Hialeah, Transfer, and Marasol members. After just a few gigs, they managed to fill up the Beauty Bar dance floor pretty well.





The interplay between Justin and Mario on drums has become a bit more jazzy, in that they'll bounce ideas off each other and trade eights occasionally.





The funny thing is that it doesn't sound like a joke anymore. I'm sure this just started as way to jam among friends that happened to land a couple gigs, but they are onto something now. They're playing the North Park Music Thing in a few weeks,  go see them.



Since these are some colorful characters, I kept the color in their set, for the most part.



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And now, one of the last times I'll get to see my favorite San Diego band, Hostile Combover. They're calling it quits next month.





I desaturated everything and kept just the reds for them. Which is kind of how the show felt- like something's been sucked out. I do hope Ben finds another band to drum for. Even though he doesn't hold a mic in this band, he's still pretty much the frontman.





I didn't bother going to the right side of the stage since there was no light there. Luckily, John and Cole switch instruments for a few songs.





They are playing one last show on 8/11 and having a fire sale on all their merch. If you like Amphetamine Records-style music, you need to see them play! You won't get another chance.