Grr… Let’s say you fully intended to spend the night at a kick-ass concert where you would be serenaded by both the French Kicks and Ladytron, but you had no idea they both were so popular that the concert at the 9:30 Club tonight would sell out. And of couse, you did not get tickets in advance.
Grr.. So here you are, several bottles of sake and several vodka-and-soda’s later, wondering how said concert was. Wondering as you comiserated at DC9, nursing said cornucopia of drinks, bashing your head against the table in a paroxysm of guilt over not having bought tickets in advance, sucking in the heavy smoke-laden air and wondering why young twentysomething girls think cut-off jean miniskirts with flip-flops are a cool look. Sigh.
Did anyone get into the concert last night? Can anyone tell a sad sack like me how it was?
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