There was a lot of rolling around on the floor. There was a not inconsiderable amount of fake blood. Wigs were lost, and won. Thursday night shows at the Eagle can be full of body-slamming hipsters with something to prove, but this was a crowd that was both raucous and almost hilariously polite. People threw themselves into other people. Apologized. Did it again.
Near the end of the show, Violet Angell, one of the drummers for the Extra Action Marching Band, led the crowd in a chant of ”Save the Eagle!” Barring some extreme good fortune, the legendary and notoriously inclusive leather bar (ladies, straight people and the non-leather-inclined were perfectly welcome, as long as they didn’t mind the sight of men in leather underpants) will close at the end of the month.
The Eagle’s been around for 30 years. The Extra Action Marching Band has been around for over a decade. They’ve been playing at the Eagle since at least 2002.
Nothing lasts forever. But it was one of those nights that made it seem like that just might be possible.