Santogold disappointed. The sound was less-than-stellar. As in, I could hear the conversations over the music. Fail.
Perry and I went ready to dance. We didn't. Fail.
Keller and I had a totally nerdy moment in a Walgreen's. Perry captured us being dorks. Slight coolness fail.
We made it to Le Royale just in time for Dragonette. AMAZING. Seriously, they're a lot of fun live. And Martina's brazen-ness also has a Peaches quality to it - but not raunchy and not electroclash. Hard to explain. Literally, I just tried verbally explaining it to Erica to no avail. They both have this strutty confidence. I love that in female vocalists during live shows. Everybody is dancing and jumping around and Martina was looking at us like, "yeah, I know you like it," but at the same time totally gracious that we were... I will stop. I can't even TRY to explain this. I fail, Dragonette WINS ALWAYS.
Then I dance, dance, danced in my electro-blue tights and headed home.
Today was slightly productive: I did a lot of ironing and cleaning. How boring! But remember, tomorrow = football. Until then...