Bahahaha. The mass of scary fangirls came in handy after all: the flowers they brought make this photo nine or ten times more hilarious to me. However, we got nervous, had a little nutty, and got lost in the shuffle, so I didn't get a photo with Bob the Taciturn Bassist. But my disappointment was fixed right up in the next few minutes, as the rest of the band came out in pretty rapid succession. On the "my band is better than yours" end of things, Franz Ferdinand stayed around for a really long time doing the fan interaction business, but Death Cab just vanished into their tour bus as quickly as possible. The Cribs left right after their set, unfortunatelyfor those wanting to welcome them to the New World and inform them that they are awesome. Just in case that had escaped their notice. Even if the following pictures are mostly kind of goofy-looking, the important thing is that they exist and that we didn't have to freak anyone out in order to get them. Actually, the whole proceedings were pretty civil and quiet, and everyone was being very polite.