Last night I went back to Roustabout, Kacie joined me this time, which was a nice V-Day time. The first band canceled due to the weather, but the second band, The High Strung made it all the way from Detroit.
They played for about 40 minutes before calling it quits in order to try and make it to wherever they had to get to. I could not blame them, the roads were horrible. They sounded a bit whiny for my taste, so it was definitely not my kind of band, but still enjoyable. They had a song that seemed pretty good from what I could hear of it (they were expecting a much larger crowd, so the music was extremely loud) called The Key (or maybe the Curator). I really cannot remember.
It was a fun time, Kacie got drunk and puked. That is always a plus.