Auf Achse - Franz Ferdinand - Franz Fredinand - 2004

I knew going up to Boston that The Singh brothers needed to put in a visit with their uncle who had recently moved to Boston. So after a series of phonetags and voicemails it was finally determined that we'd be having dinner with them on Saturday night. Anand got his uncle on the phone and attempted to make arrangements to meet at the restaurant, but his uncle was insistent that he keep dinner a surprise and that we meet up with them at their place in Brighton before dinner.

We took the T out there, which was slow and painful. Once you are out of Boston Central, the train runs above ground on street level. This means that the trains must stop at stop lights...in addition to it's already scheduled stops, making for a frustrating, lurching experience that is only slightly less annoying than taking a bus through Queens.

We finally arrived at our stop on Washington St. and began our relatively short walk to the boys' uncle's house. It was then that I was informed of a situation brewing in our little party. It seems that one member of our party, who shall remain nameless, but was neither Anand nor me...had been having some stomach issues during the trip. This person had purchased some medicine at the CVS the night before to correct this particular stomach issue and had taken some in the morning. When this proved ineffective, he'd taken more in the afternoon...now, several hours later, the medicine was beginning to take hold and he was desperately in need of place to take care of the situation.

When we arrived at the door, it took Uncle Singh several moments to come downstairs, causing the afflicted party to shuffle quite a bit and to occasionally grasp the chain link fence and clinch. Eventually, we were admitted to their very nice residence and Anand and I were left to make small talk and pretend not to notice the amount of time our fallen comrade had been in the bathroom.

Finally, when all was clear, we piled in the car to head to our dinner reservations...which we were already 15 minutes late for.

Most Franz Ferdinand songs sound pretty much the same, and either you like that vibe or you don't. On their first album, I generally like that vibe.