Saw a couple acts at the Underground tonight. Number one, Anna Vogelzang with unknown-but-fuckin'-awesome-cellist. Alls I know is that her first name is "Ali" from an email. Ran into Jahanzeb just before they started and he cajoled me into cold-emailing Ms. Vogelzang to find out (a) who the cellist is so that (b) maybe J and me could persuade her to jam with us or something. Number two, an awfully catchy band called Ennui. Their lead singer was very Wayne-Coyne-y, but they rocked in such a way that I found generally more pleasing than the Flaming Lips. I say, evrybody dance like you got ass in your pants.