Last night Ben and I went to the Montague Bookmill (books you don't need in a place you can't find!) for a show. It was a cacophony of smells, including beer, cigarettes, and most notably, b.o. Not that there was anything wrong with that. It was great fun, and we were in this living room like room full of books with all sorts of people, listing to great music. The headlining band is a group called Nohow-on. Now go listen to them.