Last night went to Maxwell's to see Film School. A friend of mine got a gig doing sound for the band, so we made the trek to hang out and catch the show. Good stuff. Lovely, lovely shoegaze, at times a bit rockin', at other's dreamy and mellow. I bought their 7", the first 7" I've bought in God knows how long. They'll be back around at Mercury Lounge on the 11th and 12th, so we're going to check them out again on the 12th (hopefully it won't sell out) and spend some more time with D.

When I finally reach D on the phone last night he sounds a bit crazed: "We got here late...there's lots of drunk people! I think it's St. Patrick's Day or something!" If there is one thing Hoboken can be counted on for, it's lots of drunk people. Well, he wasn't kidding. The Hoboken PATH was an absolute drunken disgrace. A total logjam of loudmouth drunken assholes totally clogging the turnstiles, not a cop in site to get things moving (that's a more serene shot of the Hoboken PATH, above).The sidewalks were of course overrun with underdressed ho's and their beefy boyfriends. I'm now convinced that you have to pledge before moving to Hoboken. Turns out the Mile-Square City has their St. Patrick's Day parade a week early so as not to coincide with Manhattan's. God forbid anyone in Hoboken miss out on an opportunity for public drunkeness. So we've now managed to be in Hoboken on the two worst nights of the year for being in Hoboken, New Year's and the St. Patrick's Day parade.

It's a total shame that Hoboken is absolutely overrun with these inebriated yahoo's every weekend. Hoboken is so cool on the one hand: great restaurants, gorgeous brownstones, a great rock club, great public transportation, a beautiful waterfront with a killer view of the city, and it's only 10 minutes from Manhattan. Yet every weekend it turns into Night of the Living Drunks: meatheads stumbling up and down Washington St. ready for a fight, puking on the sidewalk, pissing on the sides of buildings. It's like a Neverland for frat boys and the overtanned skanks who love them. What a waste.