Male Bonding only grew in stature compared to their follow-up, the Terror Pigeon Dance Revolt! This is a band that insists on handing out costumes to everyone in the room, then touching every audience member during every song. It's kind of a hard sell. What you get is sub-Atom and his Package synths and screaming from a group of people having way more fun than the crowd they're ostensibly playing for. "Don't walk out in disgust!" cried one of the singers plaintively after a song that featured a shouted chorus of "I like you!" while a Spider-Man suit clad group member wrestled someone in a homemade monster costume. But it was too late. (PHOTO: TERROR PIGEON DANCE REVOLT!)

The third band on the bill was Free Energy, who pile classic rock clichés so high that they topple over. They drew a packed house that seemed genuinely into them–fists were pumping, and women were unironically cat calling the lanky frontman. They meticulously recreated some platonic ideal of 70's rock–if you think the apex of lyric writing is rhyming "It's all right" with "Saturday night," and your favorite song is "Slow Ride," and you think every song should have three guitar solos, then this is the band for you. They're like the Darkness without the clever lyrics. For some reason James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem is producing their record.  Murphy's reason is probably something like Jeff Tweedy's response to criticism of the band Jet: "Well, don't you like rock music?" And the answer is, I mean, yeah, when it's good.