Here's the thing about the Ladies: they make me happy. Their set list was really weird last night -- almost all Christmas songs and stuff from before I graduated college -- but it was fine, because they had their usual stage presence and camaraderie and jokes about random things like enzymatic processes. It just warms my heart to have those five smartass geekboys up on stage having people throw underwear and monkeys at them. It makes me warm and fuzzy. It's the world behaving sensibly for once. I was a little disconcerted that Kevin (pianist, accordion-player, all-around useful musician-guy) had chosen facial hair and clothing such that he looked like the Communist character from "Enigma," but, y'know, I liked "Enigma," too; I can see why the tribute.
For some reason or another, they did not play "Be My Yoko Ono" last night.