If there's one thing to say, it's that I've never had this much fun in a car dealership. Sure, the one my parents dragged me to when I was a tot for hours on end to do whatever negotiation-contract-discussion adults do in that glass-walled office fed us popcorn and ice cream and other carnival treats, but even sweets can't distract from the fact that car dealerships are the most boring place in the world — second only to Home Depot — if your age is still in the single digits and you spend your weekend mornings watching Doug Funnie. But when you're almost three times older and listening to a live show instead of a stranger listing factoids about a Jeep, it's a vast improvement.

If there are two things to say, it would be that, as part of the event sponsorship by KIN, there was a surprisingly entrancing slideshow of Brooklyn-y twenty-somethings having fun projected on a loop onto the walls, running through the street and open-mouth laughing over their beers and hanging out of car windows and doing whatever people our age "do". Only thing is, people never have that much fun, unless they look like models. But, when we skipped out at the end to head to hear a DJ set at a nearby hotel, bouncing across Houston with the giddiness of the open bar and a fantastic show still lingering, I couldn't help but feel like we were in a video about the night itself - six twenty-somethings, running around, checking out a one-time-only performance and jetting off to another gig before the night was through. We may not have had the wide-eyed smiles of lanky beauties, but we did almost get hit by a couple of cars from accidentally wandering into the lanes of the Hudson Tunnel, which is more adventure than I see on most nights.

If there are three things to say, it would be that Dan Auerbach trimmed his beard, and my heart broke.*

*These two things may or may not be related.