Last night I decided to take my boy Tom up on his offer to come see his band (Bombs) play at the Rivoli... so to my closet I went, to find something that would appeal to the rocker crowd. After selecting what I call a "Holy Shit Hot" outfit... I grabbed my camera and headed to the door.
Arriving on Queen street, I was greeted by a scary man throwing bottles from the recylcing into the street corner near Spadina; taking evasive action, until the light turned green, I tucked my tiny self behind a pole, for those of you that know me... you know this is totally possible!!
Safely in front of Rivoli, I texted the band to find out where they were all hiding out before the big show. Sneaking away to their hideout just down the street, I had a few minutes to chat with the guys about this soon to explode rock bomb.

Lead singer Tomas Priesler and a very dear friend of mine for many years, is decked out in a hot pair of black skinny jeans, a body hugging light weight cotton peacoat and a sick pair of wing tipped shoes...this boy is ready to rock!


On Drums we have Mr Phil Mailey a super cool guy that is very easy to talk to. Phil lives up to the drummer style with his rockin ripped jeans, along with the ever classic t-shirt and finished with a check patterned poor boy hat.

Totally pumped for the show, and ready to hit the stage... with a few minor adjustments, and the guys are ready to head out.
Now at Rivoli, we await the current band to finish their set, so I head over to bar grab a vodka cran and take my spot centre stage to get some great shots of the Bombs in action, which will be posted on my site www.elad.ca/bombs
They played five songs, but the engergy of the crowd and these seasoned performers.. they easily dealt out excitment to get the crowd off their feet and at centre stage rocking along with the music. Which I have to say was AMAZING!!! I am so looking forward to their next gig.
After their session, we all took some chill time on the patio and chatted about what we just saw. Especially considering the ending, where Ryan decided to end the show with some attitude, pounding his pride guitar into the mic stand, knocking it to the floor, and leaving the audience with the sounds of interferrance as the fellas left the stage. People were coming up and congratulating the guys, and commenting on how they just found some new fans... I am sure this is a sign of the great things ahead for this great group of guys and their future in the music industry.
With the night now done, I flag a cab and begin to look forward to my safe arrival at home, and the comfort of my bed. Until the cab veared off the road and onto the sidewalk, due to the fact that he was talking on his cell phone and trying to turn on the interior light for me to find my wallet. I expressed my gratitude for accomodating the lighting situation in the car, but clearly made a point to say " Arrive alive usually means, me paying for a safe ride home after a night out, you may want to keep that in mind for your next fare". And they say cabbies need protection... should they be allowed to talk on cell phones while driving a person home... I think not!
Those of you interested in attending the next show, feel free to email me and I will keep you posted on dates.
Be safe.
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