Mr. Right

Mr. Right

Yesterday Sue and I went to the first of many excursions to Summerfest. We saw a new-ish post rock band called Canyons of Static that I liked very much, but I think both of us found the show by Wang Chung to be the most surprisingly and entertaining. Like a man with repressed memories, I found that I had forgotten a serious affection for the band long ago, reawakening as I realized that I knew every single one of their songs (at least, other than the handful of new songs they played)...