Misanthrope -- that's me.

This was our week of concerts. We foresaw burnout and general disgust by the end of it, and we were right. We had fun, in the beginning, I even learned of two new bands (Cut Copy and Matt Pond PA), that I really like, but last night was just painful. Ever heard of Stars of Montreal? They opened for Death Cab, and it was as if we were watching an SNL skit, where the bandmembers are old, mismatched, and terrible sounding, and to top it off ironically dramatic, only this band, was doing it for real. (I'm not sure about the review, but the picture should speak volumes!)