Echo and the Bunnymen.

Bitchy Brits.

I would've complained about the mic, too.

But they did rock. So much more than the opening band who had no idea who they wanted to be.

It was totally 1987 at HOB last night. And all the guys who didn't get laid in high school and stayed home listening to Echo and the Bunnymen were there. Doing that dance where you hold your head in your hands.

Sometimes I'm glad I was too young to participate the first time around. I was listening to the Care Bears.