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This was the one show of the year I went to strictly on a friend's recommendation, having never heard of the band. It was worth it. Bradford Cox's creepy demeanor only adds to the show. The droning guitars and heavy drums created a melancholy, fugue-like state that I'd gladly return to next time Deerhunter is in town. There's nothing like going to a concert and leaving feeling like you've just been mindfucked.

Editor's note: This review contains some comments and descriptions that could be considered "spoilers," but only if you're unfamiliar with the story of Sweeney Todd, which is unforgivable anyway, so we have little sympathy for you.

While it's definitely debatable just how "southern" my Texan heritage makes me, Texas is definitely far enough south that kids take cotillion classes where they learn to do things like waltz and set a proper table. And it's the latter that I feel the need to bring up today.

(Figments, Inc.) (No Future Showtimes)

I'm really not a superfan.

: No future screenings scheduled

High up on my list of unforgivable sins? Poorly-attended performances of great plays and bands. (I think that may be because I want the rest of the world to have my taste in the arts realm. Maybe I'd actually turn the radio on once in a while...) Unfortunately, Gran Bel Fisher's show at the World Cafe Live last night didn't break any attendance records—and his opening act, Lelia Broussard, was performing to an almost-empty house. People, we tell you about these shows for a reason! Go see them!

Former band-members of Luna, Dean Wareham and Britta Phillips, known as Dean & Britta, will be performing at World Cafe Live this Thursday, March 8th. Maybe I'm crazy, but I've never heard of the band Luna, even though they released seven studio albums, including a "Best Of." Regardless, I was intrigued by their music as I visited their homepage and MySpace. They classify themselves on MySpace as folk/lounge/psychedelic, but to me, it's just good "chill" music.

Last night, I was reminded again of how damned short I am when I ended up right in the middle of the tallest crowd I've ever seen at First Unitarian Church, where I was to see William Elliott Whitmore, and, to a lesser extent, Red Sparowes. "See" is generous. I heard fine, but mostly, what I saw was a lot of people's backs. And the top of Whitmore's jaunty hat. But that's okay. I've kind of come to expect that from Church shows.

I have suddenly and rather unexpectedly found myself unemployed.

Wingette Leslie McKenna

Every so often I might wander over to CNN. But just to glance the top headlines. To catch up if I've been out of touch - I don't own a TV. Mostly though, even that duty has been relegated to MSN and even, the BBC.

automobiles. It’s about men in automobiles, and the dumbass things they yell:

(Kate Watson-Wallace) (Future performances sold out).

Dear Mosquitoes:

Dear Everyone (yet again):

Shadowboxer Sunday, April 2nd, 5PM, at the Prince