Band of Horses, I may not have heard of you until two weeks ago, and I realize that it's my fault for ignoring certain key music news sources out of pride, but I really wanted to see you tonight! You had to go and sell out the Black Cat. I took a nap for you, Band of Horses! I was going to shower again! I was going to skip the nutritious meal I had planned and instead support the establishment you're playing by drinking my dinner at the bar! But no. Now that can't happen.
Now it's me, Trader Joe's wine, polenta and black bean casserole left over from Sunday, and maybe a cigarette out in the parking lot, if I'm feeling really decadent.