Long Live Rock and Roll

Damn. Wolf Parade brought down the house last night and served us all the sweet tender roast of pure rock and roll goodness.... and then proceeded to shower us with a dessert made of whipped cream and diamonds (you know, so our dookie twinkles).

Bloody hell. The only songs they didn't play were Grounds For Divorce and Lousy Pictures. What-flippin'-ever though. I got more than enough to keep me smiling. I have also deemed singer/keyboardist Spencer Krug to be the hottest man alive.