Lil Baji and I went to see The Strokes last night. It was the first show on their US tour and was completely sold out. Who bought all of the tix? The Abercrombie & Fitch, backwards baseball-hatted crowd. The wearing-the-band's-t-shirt-at-the-band's-concert crew. The all-ages, all-smoking, all-posing, all-annoying crush. If I hadn't gotten the tix for free (thx, LB!), I would have gone to the Black Cat instead. At least there, I have my personal space, my personal couch in the back, and my personal homeless man to greet me with the familiar, singsongy mantra "Black Cat, Black Cat, please help the homeless."