Love, love will tear us apart. Again.

Secret Arcade Fire show last night. I knew about it & was in attendance. "Who else was in the know, Malia?" you might ask. Well, some of the auspicious attendees were:

* my roommates, various & sundry SFSU friends
* the worst hip hop opening acts in history!
* a homeless guy!
* a dude with an eyepatch!
* one of the interns from work!
* really drunk girls!
* a guy in chaps & a thong with eyes tattooed on the sides of his asscheeks!
* a really hideous girl in a vampy tiger outfit!
* least convincing dragqueen ever!
* the dude whose party (& birthday) it was, whom I've decided is the human equivolent of a pigeon!

All in all, surreal evening encased in a blue cube. Lovely set, though. Arcade Fire played for themselves & looked like they were having quite a time. All covers of such hits as the Cure's "Close to Me", Cyndi Lauper's "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun", & Joy Division's "Love Will Tear Us Apart". The outcome of all of this is I have new rockstar crushes. John Cleary's review of the show: "That didn't suck." I'm seeing them again tonight. Hopefully Ass Eyes won't be there.