Friday night: first, passion fruit margaritas and chips at Tortaria in Greenwich Village.
Then, the L train to Williamsburg for The Dig’s concert at The Knitting Factory.
The plus side about the subway is that we all now have unlimited metro cards (mostly for the psychological benefit of not having to see $2.50 deducted every time you go through the turnstile), but there’s still a whole lot of transferring and waiting around on platforms when you move to Brooklyn.
The Knitting Factory
Perks of knowing the band: taking selfies backstage. This is what VIP looks like.
Sick Sad Morning, live at the knitting factory
[please excuse both the iPhone’s poor video quality, and the couple making out right in front of us– didn’t notice that at all until I played it back this morning.]
I Already Forgot Everything You Said