Are you sitting down?

I've got some news.

You should probably just grab a seat.
   
In July, I will be moving to Nashville, Tenn.

Stop it. Please. Don't cry. It's not you. It's me.

You're an angel, a snowflake. You're gonna make someone very happy one day.

I'm going to miss you at least as much as you miss me. Probably more.

Are we OK? You're composed? It's all good?

Good.

You know what I'm gonna miss more than you?

Harlow's.

Yeah, Harlow's. The nightclub.
   
‘Cause it's awesome?

To say that I like Harlow's would be a gross understatement.

I used to get my mail sent to Harlow's.

A little more than a year ago I went to my first show at the venerable J Street music venue. The headliner was a band called BLVD. They're awesome, but that's neither here nor there.

The opener, and therefore the very first band I ever saw at Harlow's, was a San Diego trip-hop act called Vokab Kompany.

Never heard of ‘em? Let one-year-younger Lindol enlighten you on the matter:

Vokab Kompany is another act that refuses to be pigeonholed. Two MCs might lead you to believe that it's hip-hop, but that doesn't begin to tell the story. The seven-piece band played for more than an hour, a set that was at times funky, jazzy, heavy, bouncy, even bluegrassy.

At one point, it eased comfortably in and out of Stevie Wonder's "Superstition." A moment later, during a long electric fiddle solo, a young lady joined the fiddler on the floor and did her best "Lord of the Dance." And it all made sense. Through it all, the crowd was treated to microphonic gymnastics of the dueling MCs, Rob Hurt and Burkey. The group is legit. See them.

Sounds awesome, right?

One more thing about Vokab Kompany: They'll be back in Sac, at Harlow's, on Friday night.

The first band I ever saw at Harlow's will also be the last (for now).

I'll see you on the dance floor (or I'll never see you again. Maybe.)

Vokab Kompany is playing Harlow's on Friday June 10, at 10pm.  Tickets are $10.  Yahtzee.