"Welcome stranger, to the humble Neighborhoods." Thus sang Joe Strummer on the song "Bhindi Bhagee" from The Mescaleros' Global A Go-Go CD, in tribute to Boston, Massachusetts’ favorite sons, The Neighborhoods. And while I know full well that this isn’t true – Strummer was singing about his London Notting Hill neighborhood in the tune – I still choose to believe it. I believe a number of things that I know aren't true: that Rush Limbaugh is not a member of the human race, but a representative of a devolved, degraded, doomed alien species; that the Catholic Church, of which I am a member in good standing, will someday enter the 18th, 19th, 20th, or even possibly the 21st century; that sometime in my future I will get to appear on either The Colbert Report or David Letterman's T.V. show.
One thing I believe that is true: The Neighborhoods are one of the five best live bands I've ever seen.