Let’s just say it was the craziest concert I have experienced thus far in my short life. Most of the time I was convinced that the night would end in the lead singer a) breaking a leg, b) choking himself to death with the microphone cord, c) acquiring a concussion, or d) all of the above, especially with what happened at their Minneapolis gig last year. But thank goodness that didn’t happen. Anyway, it was great. Especially the part where he shoved a microphone down his pants and started erm, gyrating his hips, revealing a lack of underwear (just kidding that was weird, but then again Karen O did it).
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