The Format gave a great show. They even ended up by smacking the living crap out of Van Morrison's "Caravan." One of the best live covers I've been witness to since Tracy Chapman and her band tore the hell out of "Proud Mary" several years back.

I realize all the bands are all buddy-buddy and all, but the first two bands were strictly Big Spring Jam material. Honorary Title has a great lead singer but when they dwindle to a three-piece they tend to waste him.

Although if there's one thing I don't miss about being in a band, it's coming home smelling like a fucking ashtray.

On the comic side of things, Y #57 made me forgive Vaughan for the part of the series where it wandered off course. Suddenly Yorick goes from the Last Man to Everyman. Wow. Nice.

And Kirkman confused the hell out of me with the latest issue of Walking Dead. Something nice happened for once? The world makes no sense anymore.

I owe Karl a response. Soon enough.

More later. For now, the coffin calls me.