Well, in my case I'm referring to promises of more sleep and shutting my computer off by 11 p.m. Fuck that. I saw an absolutely amazing concert tonight. Missy Higgins + Hotel Cafe + (chicken quesadilla) = magic. She's bloody hella talented. Her voice is so good that it sounds almost like the CD, like no bent pitches or anything, just crystal-bell notes, but with just a dash of live club dirtiness.
OK, I'm abridging tonight to get some sleep. Bright Eyes and two RK reviews and more of this one coming tomorrow (maybe, unless I pull another 13-hour day).
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