So we managed to forget one of the best parts of the whole night in Toronto. As Tom and I were watching Julian Hatchback (as Tom calls him) and his "band" play, I decided it would be a great idea to tell him that we came all the way from New Hampshire to see his band.
So after their set, we grabbed Julian and told him exactly that... and he bought every word of it. A rush of disbelief, gratitude, and bemusement overcame him as we pulled off one of the best acting jobs of our lives.
Later in the night Julian came up to me again, gave me his CD for free and offered to buy us drinks. We win.
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