Holy Koffin Kats!
The first time I’ve seen this band in a tiny venue last year, I was sitting next to Vic Victor the whole night, unable to speak. Not because of how good looking he was in that jacket and that slicked back hair and …..well I could go on; but it was because of a bad case of laryngitis. And it was hard to whisper while music played too loudly in the background. FUCK. At any rate, the band was nice enough to sign my ticket, much by signaling, even though it got smudged a bit. I still kick myself for not even trying to be forward. I mean look. And that voice.
Maybe at tonight’s show I’ll have better luck. :D Which I just found out about 3 days ago.