Eighteen minutes in, venue management flipped on the houselights. Six minutes later they cut the power. Later that night, an Ace Tone disappeared from the band's gear. Excerpt from big day coming: Yo La Tengo and the Rise of Indie Rock."It was the most beautiful, quiet fuck-you you ever heard," Garner remembered. "They don't cotton to being taken advantage of by anyone, and it's part of their wisdom to take it out musically. They're fierce when they get screwed over. They do not put up with that nonsense. I love that about them."
They were at a show in Seattle in '95 and "the club were just dicks to us, all night long, fighting us every step of the way...". When they got off for their between their main set and encore, security and the club was ready to call it a night but the band and fans weren't. They ended up going on stage for an encore performance of the song Speeding Motorcycle and played it and kept playing it because they were pissed off.
Yep. There's nothing brilliant or extraordinary about it, and it won't be profound to most people but I took a lot out of that passage and the book as a whole. It's changed how I look at music and especially how I look at the music I want to write, review, and take in.