ten hands! club dada! september 30th!

we never go to deep ellum. never ever ever. but the last sunday of this month, we're making an exception. reason: a rare reunion performance by ten hands -- maybe _the_ classic band from deep ellum's '90s heyday -- at the resurgent club dada. ten hands frontguy paul slavens remains the best thang on metromess radio (sunday nights on 90.1-fm kera), and the band once played a set at caravan of dreams that my sweetie ranks among the best she's seen -- a long, freewheeling improv that held the audience spellbound while really pissing off the caravan management, who reckoned they were paying to hear familiar toons. we could use more bands with that kind of creativity (and cojones) today.