Having danced last night to Love is All, tickets to which I received free of charge by responding to a Time Out New York ticket giveaway blog post, I am thankful that I sweat as much as I did. I think it did something to ameliorate the hangorative effects of all last night’s imbibing.
I don’t know anything about Love is All, nor do I know anything about its members’ previous band, Girlfriendo. The tickets were free and I was by myself and the pace of the show was enough to keep me on my toes. Sometimes, very rarely, that’s all I ask.
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