What? We're playing on the same night as The Strokes and in the venue next door? This is it . . . I've always wanted to see them; they're a great band, but I've never been able to make it work. Anyway, tonight is no exception . . .
There were two lines for each show, and Darren made it out to draw amongst the crowd. He picked up some chalk and did his thing on the sidewalk.
He got stares and some love. Some Strokes' fans got in on the fun, and wrote Mute Math on the wall as Darren wrote The Strokes . . . then it got ugly when somebody wrote vs. in between. However, Darren fixed all that be drawing a heart instead.
Later, Darren and I took a walk over to a vegan restaurant and then, the mall; (this was the same wall in which I met Celso Fonseca's brother, at a brazilian restaurant, about a year and a half ago.)
I remembered there was a Virgin record store over there, and I wanted to see if our album was available.
When I found it immediately, I must admit that I was truly excited and happy. So. I took a picture.