On my way to see AM & Shawn Lee at Missisippi Studios, I really had to give myself a stern talkin' to. Despite the fact that I had muchos time to kill, I didn't really feel like watching that evening's opening bands. I've recently become kind of jaded about taking a chance on openers, because so very many are underwhelming. It's a sad truth. So, in defiance of my journalistic duties, I travel across town as lethargically as possible, but still arrive in time to catch the last few songs from the first opener, Adventure Galley. There's a lot that I might say about their set, including that the lead singer's pants are hyper-confusing -- but let's just keep it simple. With every song, Adventure Galley make me feel grumpier about my decision to come early. And though I'd heard good things about Seattle's Don't Talk To The Cops! from other REDEFINE writers, I vow that if they too offer up an Amateur Hour, I'll defect and gorge myself on Mississippi Studios' delectable french fries instead. Luckily, Don't Talk To The Cops! soon prove that they have the chops to save me from unnecessary fatness, as well as make me feel much more pleased about the state of music in general. Thank yorb.