Cults (and new expansion) held their very first L.A. performance at the 6th St Warehouse last Sunday. "Go Outside" was the perfect remedy for my agoraphobic relapse, since I usually end up going to McDonald's or somewhere else instead. The comely venue didn't hurt my feelings either because of the sex, drugs, and rock n' roll artwork. I learned a great lesson at the end of the night because not only do all bald men and beanie men look alike, but long-haired friends do, too! No.
P.S. I haven't posted in the longest, but the first photo is from Breakfest.