No one at Gothamist wanted the press comp for Arcade Fire’s sold out opening night at Judson Church, so I was like, whatever, I guess I’ll check it out after work. Read all about it in deluxe Royal We Style.
I had the goddamn decency not to mention this fun fact: a small number (some say 50) of tickets were released at the door last night. According to my sources, a line began forming earlier in the day but even those who arrived after 7:00 got in.
Now, is this show worth waiting for outside in the cold for a couple of hours? Well, if you have to ask then I’d say probably not. It’s not like it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see one of the freshest bands in rock play a room smaller than you’ll ever see them in again, or anything. There’s probably some sweet re-runs of Friends on anyway.
(Photos from Fixed Geer's Flickr.)
It's also come to my attention that Kirsten Dunst was there with that greaser from The Trust-Fund Has-Beens. Cuts like a knife, Kirst.
"That dirty bastard! I knew it! He got hold of my woman! That dirty toad bastard! I knew I should have taken him out when I had the chance. Now he has her."
Oh please! Fab can do soooo much better than the Dunst! You are just jealous of how talented The Strokes are.
Posted by: Amanda Huggenkis | 17 February 2007 at 10:10 PM