It's always better the second time around

It doesn't get any better than being in a crowded hot bar pressed up against someone listening to Greg Dulli (post 4 or 5 very large gin and tonics*) do a cover of Justin Timberlake's "Lovestoned".

I would have liked him to have done an encore both nights, but hey, I'll take what I can get. The dude is so intoxicating that I forgive him for any primadonna antics the audience was subjected to on Wednesday.

The evening ended with sweet potato fries with cinnamon sugar at Swank Frank while we watched drunk yuppie guys yell at the waistaff and eat corndogs. We contemplated asking them the eternal question "If you had breasts, wouldn't you just basically feel yourself up all the time?", but decided we probably knew the answer already. True story.


*I'm not positive that they were G&T's, but they were clear with a lime and it just seems like the kind of classy drink that a badass motherfucker such as Dulli would drink.