Forgot to tell you all: Last night, I put my Arctic Monkey pants on and headed to the Granada for quite a rock and roll show. I can’t offer much more than Crayton Harrison did, except that the collective heat in the place in no way subdued the crowd. Man, was it warm in there. But I still think Granada is pretty much the best place to catch a concert. I’m going to try to see Twilight Singers on Saturday night at Gypsy to compare (it’s been probably a year since I tiptoed in the Tea Room).