Here are three “interesting” Coconut Coolout related anecdotes from the past weekend.

1) Friday Night

After seeing Pwrfl Power perform at Healthy Times Fun Club, me and my friends Will and Ricky could think of fucking NOTHING to do. There were no good parties, it was raining out, and hanging out in bars is always totally dumb and pointless. We had just about given up, and were going to go rent a movie and get high or something. We were walking around the corner when who should we see through the Wild Rose’s window but the Coconut Coolouts, soundchecking! We already felt relieved. The Wild Rose is a really fun place to see a show, it’s like the Comet but not totally nasty. It was super fun! We danced our butts off, and I moshed with Pete’s mom (he’s one of the drummers). Afterwards, DJ Porq played some records but no one danced, which is lame. More dancing, Wild Rose! Basically, the Coconut Coolouts saved Friday night.

2) Saturday Night

So now I am at my friend Bree McKenna’s birthday party, and no one else brought their iPod so I’m DJing. I don’t have a lot of “dance music,” but no one seems pissed off when I play things like Hole’s “Credit in the Straight World,” so I’m having a good time. My night is going like this: Pick a song, thrash around to it a bunch, take a gulp of vodka, repeat. I put on the Coconut Coolouts’ song “(Please Don’t Break Me Out of) Party Jail” and Ricky and Will and I (yeah, same dudes, I roll tight) get all excited and start pumping our fists, which I always do with my eyes closed. When I open them, Lacey Swain of the Coconut Coolouts is standing right in front of me. A bunch of the Coconuts had walked in just as I had put on the song. “I like your band,” I say, sheepishly. She put her hand on my shoulder. “I know, Ari. I know.” It was less awkward than it could have been, probably because I was really drunk.

3) Sunday Midday

I’m ridiculously hung over (note to self: pineapple juice and vodka is too easy to drink), sitting at Linda’s for brunch and trying not to puke right there on the floor while I eat my cowboy taco. I’m with Kaz Nomura, a.k.a. Pwrfl Power, and he shows me the posters he just made for his show with, you guessed it, the Coconut Coolouts. Except, the show is at Pony (Nov 8), and he’s playing with Partman Parthorse too, so on the poster he is calling them the Poconut Poolout so that all the words will start with the letter P. This is adorable, IMHO. So adorable I almost puke, literally.

The point of these anecdotes was to let you know three things about the Coconut Coolouts:

1) They are really fun to watch, and it’s always a party.

3) They are leaving on tour after this show, and they will be posting a tour diary here on Line Out. I hope some interesting stuff happens to them.

I should get an honarary copy of this t-shirt for this weekend alone.