People,

LBS and I went out last night to support our pals in Scamper as they began their March residency at the Abbey Lounge.

The show was great except for one thing. There were three (3!) photographers taking pictures of Scamper as they played. Given my even temper, you know that this wouldn't bother me in the least. Except........all three photogs were using supersonic sun-flare flashes and were standing in the front. It made watching the show excrutiating, as each picture made me feel like I was about to have an epileptic fit. Also, they all took pictures during the ENTIRE show. How many goddamn pictures do you need of Scamper? I mean, I love those guys, but come on. The homoerotic tensions between the band member get dull after only ten or so shots.

Honestly, had the Rolling Stones somehow walked in, started to play, were joined by Pete Townshend, Robert Plant and Madonna while a live-sex show starring the Bush twins was going on, it would still have been too many pictures.

My poor eyes. Dag.