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LAist On Location: Noise Pop Fest 2010 Day Four

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Due to technical issues... namely a digital camera running out of battery power, a mad dash to get a cheap disposable camera, and the length of time it's taking to get the film developed, the exciting account of day 3 has been preempted. We now bring you to our coverage of Noise Pop Fest day 4, already in progress...

Our 4th day at Noise Pop Fest was 99% "yay!" and 50% "aw nuts!" Our plan was to first hit The Great American Music Hall to catch Nice Nice, Magic Wands, and Geographer, and then to head over as quickly as possible to the Independent Theater just in time to see Four Tet. Unfortunately, we failed to take seriously the signs posted at every venue which warned that badge holders could only be guaranteed entrance during the 60 minutes prior to showtime. This is due in part to the fact that this had not presented a problem on previous nights.

There's probably an Aesop fable about this, but the long and short of it is that we got to the Independent just in time to be informed that badge holders were no longer being allowed in. It was the same at every other venue we tried. Which means our story begins with the Great American Music Hall, and ends, we assume, standing next to a starving grasshopper holding a bucket of sour grapes, impotently crying wolf while racing a tortoise.

That isn't really a problem, however, because that show we managed to see was fantastic.

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