Dave Goldman STAFF WRITER

Dear readers, and picture looker- at-ers, I come to you today not as a beautiful person, but as something else. Yes, these looks come with a talent. I, ladies and gentlemen, when off duty from my strutting, moonlight as front man in a band. BUT not just any band. Once known as the uber band from Wayne, we take a new title, the UBER BAND FROM POPSENSE! Yes dearest readers, Mr. Murati is not the only one who can “rock the party” as they say, however he does once again coming home to his throne behind the drums. There was once a dream had by four individuals; Jason, Stelios, Arian, and Super good-looking-also-charming Dave. That dream, my friends, is “Concise”. Yes it is a dream that has lived for the last 5 years, (2-3) for Arian as a side from Mongo after we fired our old drummer because of his multiple counts of public urination. This became a problem when we were on stage.

Anyway, at our most recent show, we, Concise, went into it the same way we go into any other show. The whole thing typically starts at Stelios' in the “band room”, but seeing as his parents live in LONDON(!?) we set up all the amps and drums in the kitchen. How many of you have band practice in the kitchen? Maybe like 2 of you, copycats. So we get into our game face mode which is as follows “we are the best, we are hip, we are concise raaaaarghhh!!!” At which point we eat raw red meat in complete he-man fashion. Except for Stelios who uses an oven, fork, and knife.

We started to pack everything into Jasons truck only to realize it was a winter wonderland, which sucks cause we need to drive to a show. No worries I have complete disregard for the life of myself as well as others so this should be easy.

30 minutes and five wipeouts later we arrive. We carry in our gear only to find out Stelios decided not to bring an amp. CLEVER BASTARD! No worries, the other bands were totally awesome and hooked him up with an amp. That’s the other thing, for once at a show, all the other bands were totally cool, unlike your typical scenster tool. It was a breath of fresh air. Now, there is something that must be addressed, somewhere along the line our name went from "Concise" to, "Diabetes Dave and the Not-cho cheese’s". Yeah I am the fearless face!

After being introduced, we disclose Arians new background. For this show we decided instead of a French drummer we want someone from Liverpool, London, oh crap I mean England. The introducer person messed that up but managed to save face by falling down in front of the stage halfway through our set. Awesome.

As we begin to rock the faces off of the crowd something horrible happens, my shiny new gat, falls. It was horrible I almost cried I shit you not popsense readers. And then something else happened, no one was into the show! DUBYATEE EFF!? After trying our best to rock the socks off a goo- eyed grandma in the front row we played our last song and left the stage. We were told we were “very professional”.

So what should you take away from this installment to house lights? Simple, French people are way more entertaining than English, you hear that?