Nite Owls: Keeping It Oh So Real at The Comet

We would like to take a short minute to let you know what we did on Sunday night instead of hitting up the Rakim/Ghostface/Brother Ali show for $32. Instead, Seattlest trundled over to The Comet, where we got to sit down (albeit in rickety wooden chairs), drink $4 whiskey sodas, and enjoy the hooting and hollering of a crowd of thirty at the Nite Owls show. We had never been to a show at The Comet; the one time we'd even considered stopping in for a drink, we heard the strains of hiphop coming from Havana across the street and we went there instead. As it turns out, we love the Comet and we love the low-key, gruff, rough-and-ready hip-hop we heard there on Sunday.

The Nite Owls consist of Mr. Hill (producer extraordinaire; think Grayskul), Barfly (Saturday Knights, anyone?) and Gatsby (Cancer Rising, fools!). This is what it feels like to hear them do their thing: you feel like you are sitting in your living room with your most famous friends hearing them make jokes and have fun, in a supremely talented but casual sort of way. And also, you feel like you want to put their songs on repeat. Our favorite song is "More Power To Young America," which you can hear on their website. Opening for the Nite Owls were a couple groups out of Cali, which according to Gatsby are essentially his drinking buddies when he's down that way. Good call -- sometimes drinking buddies make great music. One guy, Hochii of Technicali, took his shirt off and rapped about aesthetics... ahh, glorious Sunday night shows! Seattlest walked away from The Comet delighted and refreshed.