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Went to see Miike Snow at Terminal 5 last night. Have now taken to adding extra vowels to everything and shall henceforth be known as Saarah. Will informs me that the extra "i" is because he is Swedish, and is not some weird indie affectation.
Anyway, it was great. I am hopelessly bad with remembering names of music I like, but I was clued in enough to recognize songs like Sylvia and Animal. There were lots of thirtysomethings as well as some very excited teens dancing away. One of the boys, who must have been about 16, was wearing an ironic trucker hat and skinny acid washed black jeans (plus shaggy Bieber haircut.) We were joking that if we raise our son in NY (all signs point to yes on that front), this is what we are up against.
Oh, and someone tried to pick me up! Ha! Will and our friend Dan went to the bar for some beer and I held down our balcony seats. When a guy asked if he could sit there, it was too loud for him to hear me say it was taken. He kept trying to strike up a conversation with me, asking me where I was from etc. I was distracted by my phone and he asked, "Is that your boyfriend you're texting or just a friend?" Um, my husband is at the bar and I am 6 months pregnant?
Unlucky day for that guy but funny nonetheless. I guess you can't tell if I am sitting down?