Vagina Panther!

Sometimes I am such a dick. I don’t even mean to be, but I really am. For example, I’ve been skating with my rad homie John for three years, we’ve had countless beers and general debauchery together, and I consider him one of my good friends. Over the course of those years he let me know that he was in a band, he’s invited me to a good dozen shows, and he’s given me his cd twice. He’s never been over the top with it, always extending a casual invite, as friends do, and never asking much about what I thought about the music other than in the way that says, “hey, we’re friends, it’s cool to give each other opinions on things, especially things that are of interest to us.” I mean I’m sure I’m always blabbering on about whatever bullshit I’m up to and John for sure always gives me an attentive ear. But through all that, I never once listened to his band. I even held the cd in my hand and thought to myself that it had dope art direction and the song names were super on point. I even pantomimed through conversations with mutual friends about how good John’s band was, nodding in and out all spacey style to give the impression that I was totally down. But the truth is I never listened once until John passed me this video last night. And for that I’m a total dick because they fucking rock. John I’m sorry my friend. I missed out. I don’t know what my problem is. This is Vagina Panther, the song is “Dave You Are Killing Me,” and they play Lit this Friday at 9pm. This time, you’re gonna see me there!