The Sword's Blade Goes the Wrong Way, Mr. Artistic License

Last night was a night with El Pillows. As you can see, the club was top notch and the music was loud and fun. No opener (kind of sucked, I was hoping to find out about a band, but I'm happy with The Pillows), but The Pillows did play for two hours straight, so a happy boy was I?
Yes.
See the people throwing an arm up? That is the salute for a Pillows show. It was mad fun to stand in a group of people dancing and yelling and the lead singer is really funny. He is quite the front man.
A quick side note. Do you want to know why Japanese people are so skinny? it has nothing to do with the diet; they have no sweat glands. The place was hotter than a Thai mine shaft in August, but unless the person was playing in a band or dancing like they just learned how fun it is, there was no sweat stains, no persperation on a soul. I, however, was sweating like i was waiting for the call from the governor, and that was before I started dancing. But, hey, I expect it and it adds to the fun. It's one of those things that makes shows so special.
So, in summary: the show rocked, I love The Pillows, and fire codes are a laughable concept at Penny Lane 24.