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I can't decide whether or not to make this a conversational daily-ish blog or just use it for my writing experiments. Any comments on that?

With last night's excellent Polydactyls show at Ground Zero, the February 2005 Month of Music Madness drew to a close. Let's look back, shall we?
The whole thing kicked off with a string of Polydactyls shows at 30th Street and North Menlo. I'm so proud of my boys; they're all grown up now.
Eisley, at the Troubadour: I'm going to refrain from making any obscene comments about the DuPree sisters. Listening to Eisley is like floating on a cloud of beauty, and seeing them live multiplied that exponentially.
The Locust, at the Troubadour: I hadn't been a huge Locust fan, despite Josh's exhortations, until that night. Mike and I sat in the balcony to avoid the riotous pit below, but about two songs in, something snapped in my musical cortex. I was unaccountably drawn into what was by far the hardest pit I've ever been in, and now I understand. Thank you, Locust, for making the music of the future, and for making my ears bleed, and for having a Dave Armstrong bass and a gigantic patch board.
Ted Leo / Pharmacists, at the El Rey: In the five times I've seen him now, Ted Leo never fails to rock out. I have to say, I was a bit disappointed at the Shake The Sheets-heavy setlist, but that's only because I'm partial to his earlier material. The best part of seeing Ted is his awkward/witty asides in between songs, and sweet bits like his encore, solo cover of "Since You've Been Gone" mashed-up with "Maps." A word of warning: if you ever, ever see the band U.S.E. on a bill, please, stay at home and listen to Daft Punk instead.
The Polyphonic Spree, at the Henry Fonda Theater: After a week of horrible rain, I really needed to see Timmy D and his band. Hey, it's the sun, indeed. Everytime I see the Spree I re-realize why they're the greatest live band ever. You can't deny their force. My calves still hurt from bouncing for an hour and a half. There were several serendipitious moments when Tim and the choir stopped and you could hear the entire audience singing, say, "2000 Places," or the "love love love" chorus of "Together We're Heavy." Incredible. Plus, they apparently have a new song, slightly more rockin', the entire lyrics of which are "The sun machine is coming down so let's have a party." Not 48 hours later, the sun rose in Los Angeles.