The warm-up band was hipster-tastic. I don’t know their name, but I call them “The Angry Androgynoids.” By the looks of things, the main female and male singers had interchangeable wardrobes.
Awesome concert, or zombie invasion?
I’m a fairly tall guy, and there was another tall guy next to me (the jerk kept having his head pop into my shot), and at some point these two tiny girls were standing behind us. On the one hand, sorry tiny girls … On the other hand, you know how tiny you are, you should’ve gotten here way earlier.