much as i like the clientele and beach house (and field music, for that matter), i'm not dying to see any of these bands live. the word, 'soporific' comes to mind. will there be couches? good pot? lithe, pulchritudinous goddesses feeding me grapes while i recline and the music washes over me? if yes to any of these questions, i'm in. if no, i'll have to be cajoled. as for a sunny day in glascow, maybe. how much for the tix?

also, 30 days in, a nominee for worst album cover of the year.