All hail Skid
One time I was talking to Kevin Seconds outside Old Ironsides where the bottle shop used to be, and every few minutes some pissed-off guy would be getting the bum’s rush out the side door. “Hey, man,” he’d yell at the ejecting bouncer. “Fuck yewwww!” I recall we were laughing, because it was a typical Magnolia Thunderfinger set, the kind of ritualized testosterone poisoning set to a real gone beat that made this band one of the best live attractions in the area, a four-car freeway pileup of loud rock ’n’ roll and quixotic drunken bravado. But all good things must come to an end, or at least reform as a sobered-up Harry Smith anthology cover band, and thus your last shot at mixing it up at a Finger gig will be this Friday, June 21, at that erstwhile home of the hair-metal band hall of shame the Boardwalk, 9426 Greenback Lane, Orangevale. Show starts at 9 p.m.; cover is $8; all ages welcome.