Interpol were fab. Caitlin S drove me, and she's neither the go-early-to-stalk-the-band type nor the stay-late-to-stalk-the-band type, so I had no chance to try and rape Paul. Oh wellz. Due to the whole assigned-seats-at-the-Ryman thing, we got there about ten minutes before Liars were supposed to start, meaning we got there about twenty or
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