Once more into the breach...

The breach, in this case, is the sea of black hair, alternative prescription eyewear, and plastic cups spilling over with pretentiousness. That's right, we're here, reporting live from the Independent in ass-cold San Francisco. We've come here tonight for a very special performance by the LA-MV district's favorite Detroit Disco-Rock ensemble Electric Six. Tonight's engagement has sentimental value for a lot of people, as it was at this same venue one year ago that Dick Valentine and his van of merry men won the hearts and minds of so many impressionable young people; people looking for little more than someone to shout ridiculous lyrical genius and wave his hands wildly. Electric Six has managed to grow a significant fanbase since their last west coast flourish, like Bob Dylan or Hitler before them. Some have come to try and recapture the magic they experienced so long ago. Others are here because their hipster friends mentioned the show, only to point out how uninterested they were. Most have come however, seeking answers. Is Jack White the guest vocalist on their first single Fire! In The Disco? What has become of the Rock n' Roll Indian? When will the brilliant sophomore effort Senor Smoke finally punch through this administration's embargos? We'll be here to watch as these questions get some motherfucking answers. Check back with us for an update tomorrow!