"I can't let you in, but I can take your ID in and check it out."The guy gave the bouncer his ID and went back to waiting, digging his hands into the pockets of his coat and rocking on his heels. After a few minutes, the bouncer came back out.
"You're not just going to take my license and keep it, are you?"
"Nah, man -- I wouldn't do that. If I was gonna do that, I'd'a done it already."
"Sorry, man -- I showed her. She says it's you."At this point, the head bouncer came out and asked if we were looking for tickets. "We were hoping someone outside would be selling them," I said.
"What? What does she say I did?"
"She says that you, uh, fondled her."
"What?! That's crazy! I didn't do anything!"
"Eh, just go in, buy a drink, and a tip your bartender," he said, and ushered us inside. So that was nice.
The show was about half over by the time we got there. Look, I'm gonna level with you: Andrew Bird isn't really my kind of thing, but the show wasn't boring. The guy himself plays three different instruments (that I could see), plus he's a really precise whistler (almost uncannily so -- I've got a loose suspicion that he's gotta be, uh, whistle-synching or something). Although Nina commented that this was the type of show that girls got their boyfriends to take them to, most of the audience was dudes -- oddly sour-faced twenty-somethings who seemed incapable of growing beards evenly. I feel like these twee dudes who listen to... well, whatever passes for rock music these days are the discontents of real rock. So maybe Andrew Bird fans are themselves the discontents of the New Rock? It was a nerdy crowd, to be sure.
After the show, we stuck around and had a few more drinks, partly on account of the fact that the line for the coat check was insanely long. Andrew Bird came over and ordered a drink next to us. I nudged Nina in the ribs to get her attention -- she didn't get what I was trying to tell her at first and looked past him down the bar, noticing someone who looked a startling amount like Monica Lewinsky. The more we looked, the surer we were that it was her, and so was Nina's friend Nikhil who happened to be there. But I just googled some pictures of her and now I'm not so sure.