You make me want to pick up a guitar, and celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

[mayzelle]

Curiosa last night. Oh man. Oh man. It was so great. Mogwai was awesome, even though they only played one song I recognized and were clearly not in their element, being much more used to clubs than stadium-type places. The Rapture was fantastic as well--Elise and I tried to get out groove on to their cowbell-enhanced beats, but the Dance Nazi wouldn't allow it. We (we being, btw, Rory, Elise, Elise's bf [ha, seriously] Tyler, and her friend Corey) left early during Interpol's set to make it over to Muse on the second stage, but they played everything I could have wanted to hear, including my two favorite songs from the new album (which I think I was the only one in the remote vicinity to recognize). And Muse, well Muse was, of course, fucking incredible. They were also the only band to get the crowd really moving--about three people danced to Rapture and Interpol, and no one seemed really into the other second-stage bands we caught--everyone went crazy and sung along to "Time Is Running Out" and it was amazing. All the sets were way too short, but they made me really anticipate any upcoming fall tours.

Oh, The Cure was good too. I didn't really care about their set a whole lot, but I feel like if I had been a big Cure fan, I would have enjoyed it a lot. It was intense.

But about halfway through it, Rory leans over to me and says, "Imagine Conor [Oberst] dressed up like Robert Smith," and I could not stop laughing every time his fat, pasty face filled the video screen above our seats. So it sort of ruined the experience. In a way that made it much better.

So yeah, there it is, the only interesting thing I've done all summer. But oh, how interesting it was.