Last night I went to go see two friends, Holly (also known as Miss H) and Dave (also known as Kim’s boyfriend, aka Condor, aka Blowdog) perform in their new band, Chuck Yeager.

It was a great show, complete with free capes, cupcakes, and lots of American flags. “Space Man” was my favorite of their songs. You can listen to it over here.

But before I could enjoy Chuck Yeager, I had to suffer through the opening band, The Bratz. Yes, The Bratz. Had this band not heard of the insanely popular Bratz dolls? Apparently not, because The Bratz were the most awful non-ironic neo-butt rock ever. The lead singer wore heeled boots and black leather, including a black leather jacket with no shirt underneath. The climax of the show was when he emptied a can of beer on his mullet. He also sang a song called, “Drinks and Pills,” which he prefaced by yelling to the three people who bothered to actually watch the show, “DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY PILLS? I WANT SOME PILLS!”

It was awful.

But the Chuck Yeager show was genuinely wonderful. Packed house and fun music…sort of like the B-52s with a little Talking Heads thrown in, but sort of more surf rock psychotic and weird. And patriotic. Recommended by both myself and Harry, who wrote a review over here.