XKCD is updating everyday this week.  You know it’s awesome when Cory Doctorow appears.

In other news I have spent way too much money on a dress.  In my defense it is awesome and now I have an excuse to date finanical people (aren’t they always going to functions?)

It’s true people.  I have no face.  Beck rocked it off.

I’m not posting photos because I didn’t take any.  I was too busy rockin’.  The only complaint I had was that the house lights were on for about 15 minutes.  It was a little strange.

Beck played for about an hour and fifteen minutes straight.  It was pretty sweet.  If you haven’t seen a Beck show get off your duff and go.

This week is music week.  Monday night I saw Death Cab for Cutie at Radio City Music Hall. I was in the 3rd mezzanine, but it was great.  They played everything I wanted to hear (set list below) and I was home by midnight.  Nice.

Employment Pages
Your Heart is an Empty Room
The New Year
Indoors
Crooked Teeth
Company Calls
Grapevine Fires
Summer Skin
Soul Meets Body
I’ll Follow You Into the Dark
I Will Possess Your Heart
Cath
We Looked Like Giants
Long Division
The Sound of Settling
Bixby Canyon Bridge

Technicolor Girls
Title and Registration
Movie Script
Marching Bands of Manhattan
Transatlanticism

Last night I went to the Barack Rock at the Music Hall in Williamsburg.  So much goodness.  So many bands and they were divided with stand-up comics.  I skipped the last two performances because I was tired and had promised to visit a bartender.  My love started with Adira Amran.  They did a cover of Poison by Bell Biv Devoe.  Fantastic.

Then I learned what Russian punk rock sounds like thanks to Alina Simone.  It’s sweet sounding, very sing along with words that say I hate life.

Then I was involved in an actual sing-along with Les Savy Fav.  We got lyrics and everything.

I freaking loved Guster.  I really hadn’t heard of them before, but I will definately be getting their new album and perhaps the one they have out now.  Look how dedicated they are:

The Fiery Furnaces went on.  I really liked the music, but the singer…eh.  Look at her, she’s a parady.

And then.  And then, FRANZ!  Oh Franz, bestill my inner 15 year old.  They did four songs like everyone else…and I loved it.

I left after Franz because tonight I’m off to see Beck.  Franz is playing again at the Music Hall tonight, but I already have my Beck tickets and hey I did see them last night.

*Please note that all photos came from Brooklynvegan

We got new umbrellas at work.  Yes, this is the typical reaction.