Almost Famous?

So, Friday night a few girls and I went to see a show at The Varsity with Ari Herstand, White Light Riot, The Alarmists & This World's Fair all performing in random order (they drew out of a hat before each set). It was a really good show, and despite a little trouble getting in (it was already sold out at 9:30 p.m.!!!) we all had fun. The girls left during the last set, so I went downstairs to hang out with the bands in their "backstage" area (Chris is The Alarmists' manager). The room was like two levels below the stage and totally cavelike with stone walls and creepy doors leading to what I imagine are ancient passageways. You enter the room and are immediately enveloped in a haze of cigarette smoke. A mishmash of vintage-y chairs circle the perimeter, and wine and beer bottles litter just about every stable surface. The room is full of band members and friends, and just about everyone is drunk, or on their way to being so. The acoustic guitars come out, and suddenly everyone is singing "Hey Jude," then "Come Together" followed by a dozen other songs that everyone knows the words to (but none that I can recall right now). There was something so surreal about that experience--the music, the people the atmosphere--it felt just like a scene from a movie, and it was really cool. It's the little moments like that that make me realize just how amazing life can be and how lucky I am to live in such a cool city with such awesome people.