Friday night half of this town was the The Kills show. I forgot my camera so I lifted this picture from Solene's Blog (merci!). Let me tell you all the reasons this show was so good: Alison's leopard print shirt, Ciggie hanging out of Jamie's mouth while he played guitar, Alison's death stare into the crowd, the fan that blew everyone's sweaty hair around, the hot people in the crowd, the left-over-from-the-day-heat. When it was over, Solene, Sally and myself hopped in a rickshaw and were driven to the Magic Gardens where we ended up just hanging out on the curb like a bunch of hookers. It was a good night.
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