Seismic Rad-Libs: Conor Kiley of Broken Nobles

 Conor Kiley’s latest endeavor Broken Nobles are headlining The Comet Tavern this Saturday night October 16th with Jail Weddings, Moonspinners, and Bandolier for a cheap $7 bucks, This is my “Show of the week” the whole line up is pretty sick. I asked Conor to do our Wednesday edition of Rad-Libs in which he happily Obliged, so here we go.

Holy Ghost Revival was: A lot of mayhem, ecstatic highs and dark, grisly lows. I guess every band is. We got to do a shit load more than we ever expected to. When we started most of us were still in high school and our biggest goals were to maybe record an album, get shows in Seattle and possibly do a tour. We ended up getting to do a bunch of awesome recordings, tour the world and some how get on a major label and walk away unscathed. I still don’t know how all that happened, but I guess we just dug what we were doing and didn’t stop. Until we did, which I don’t think anyone in the band has any regrets about. We called it a day at the right time…

I think Aleister Crowley: I know Aleister Crowley, the most self-consciously evil man in the world! We shared a few drinks last night, he was totally gacked out and kept swinging  his jaw about all the crazy sex-majick he’d been having…. I dig his work, no fun to get drunk with…

People seem to: Laugh when dudes get kicked in the nuts. 

Sex can be: I dunno how to answer this one… I’m a virgin ya see. I’d ask Aleister Crowley.

I can’t: Drive a stick shift. I can’t shop lift either. I’ve never even had the guts to try. Except a few times when I stole scarfs from Value Village. I’d do just about anything for a scarf that would complement my steeze.

Bars on the hill: Are god awful on the weekends. Did all the chowder-heads that used to get their kicks in Pioneer Square make Capitol Hill their new destination? My favorite Capitol Hill bar would probably be The Eagle. Monday nights at the Eagle are killer… Xin djs, Michael tends the bar. A winning combo.

Dream vacation would consist of: A reliable van and my band mates. 

Politics are: Boring. 

When I was a kid i indulged in: My brothers cassette collection. I was always losing them. He threatened making me replace the ones I lost/broke, but I was a kid! I didn’t have any money! Sorry, Brendan.