Lillard, Chris, and Al are Putnam Hall, a three man rock/pop/punk act of out Orange County. On Saturday night, they came to Club Spaceland in Silverlake. Here’s what happened. (Photos by Loma)
My girl and I get to the show ten minutes before the band is supposed to go on, but it turns out to be plenty of time because I spot Lillard talking with the group ahead of us. I think they look like fans of his, 1. because they’re talking to him and 2. they’re mostly Asian and as Lillard is mostly Asian – or all Asian, I’m not sure.(1)
After a few moments, Lillard spots us, slides by the group, wraps me up in a hug and whispers in my ear, “You’re on the list,” only, that’s what I’m guessing he whispered since I didn’t hear him that first time, distracted by the alcohol wafting from his breath/clothes/hair/being, so I whisper back (while continuing in our tight embrace), “What?” to which he repeats, in a louder whisper:

Al and Chris of Putnam Hall
“You’re on the list!”
“Cool,” I say, and with a manly pat, we separate our chests from each other.
I say my name to the bored hipster in the booth and go into the club.
Putnam Hall goes up before too long – but it’s enough time for my girl to finish her Vodka tonic and me to finish my Stone IPA which I drink even though I’m not a fan of IPAs.(2)
But before I describe the show – let me tell you briefly about the layout. If you’ve been to Spaceland you know there are essential three rooms – the stage and floor, the bar area, and the back room.
And that’s it. I told you it would be brief.
So when Putnam Hall goes on, there are a TON of people in the bar area, but NO ONE on the floor in front of the stage.
People are shy – hell, I’m shy – and don’t want to be the first on on the floor. But when a stringy-haired hipster and his friends saunter to standing spots in front of the stage, it’s easy for us to follow. (more…)