Fuck. Sometimes it can really fucking suck to live in New York. Case in point, this little conundrum: It is Friday—do we go see Andrew WK play a solo show in the basement of Cakeshop accompanying himself with keyboard and tape player for $7, or do we shell out $30 to see Jimmy Eat World at somewhere in midtown? Hmmm, [scratch, scratch, scratch], Andrew's playing after those cunts in Metalux, but Jimmy's got Viva Voce which has a guy and a girl… [scratch] quite the pickle. BREAKING UPDATE: J.E.W. is sold out, so it looks like the shitheads have forced our hand. See you at Cakeshop.