I was still high on my Arcade Fire experience, so mostly I went there to hang out with the other locals, but Amy convinced me to go watch ¡Society! next door, so I did for a while. The band was feeding back a lot and Joey wasn't happy about it, but they played on anyway with their brand of afro funk beats. After being overwhelmed by Arcade Fire, it amazed me that ¡Society! had two more people onstage than AF. How that is possible, I have no idea. There was a good crowd there, though I suppose I expected it to be packed after their recent 94/9 show at 4th & B. I watched some of their set and spent the rest of my time in the bar with friends.
While hanging outside, there was some boy (yes, 22 is a boy) getting tossed from the bar for being too wasted. His friends (who he later told me had fake IDs) were bitches that pretended not to know him and left him. My friend and I were gonna hang out after bar closing anyway, so we brought Todd home with us and I let him crash on my living room floor. Hotel St. Rosey. So true, people need to watch their intake, but find friends who have your back. I'll be on the lookout for those chicks, too...them and their fake IDs. I dare them to try getting back in to that bar.
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