Another note or two on the Junk Mail show last night:
When Mr. Very Nice Rock Star showed up, he unzipped his leather jacket and hoody to reveal a hand-made shirt: black with Chelsea Speed Party written on it in reddish-white puffy paint. Ava caught a glimpse at it and pulled me over during Junk Mail's set with an offended hiss, "You let him leave the house in puffy paint?!"
"Hey, I don't dress him! He's a grown-up, he dresses himself. It's probably what he wore to work."
I reported this to Mr. VNRS and he laughed and teased Ava for the rest of the night about his shirt.
Also, Junk Mail rocked.
I can see my navel from here.