Rex is feeling a bit lonely as well: “I wanna see my wife. But I can’t cuz I’m in a rock band.” Aw, it’s all right, dude. She misses you, too. Probably.

Now it’s time to meet Stephanie. Stephanie is really drunk, and will apparently sleep with anything with a pulse. She starts getting pretty freaky with some other girl at the bar while the guys in FLICKERSTICK stand around watching and giggling like schoolgirls. Then they all get kicked out of the bar. Heh.

Now might be a good time to mention that Bands On The Run has become “The FLICKERSTICK show.” At least that’s what it seems like, cuz it’s been about a half hour since we’ve seen any of the other bands.

Oh, okay, here we go. DODES sets up to play at some random bar/club where everyone is dancing to Snoop Dogg. Josh realizes that they may not be so well received: “I said that if we hit a low point, Jo Jo should just go nuts on the drums.” Which he totally does. Jo Jo can really play. Come to think of it, all the drummers on this tour are pretty good, even Bob (which pains me to say, trust me). So, the crowd is really impressed with Jo Jo, and everyone screams and gets really psyched. Nice.

BUTTCRACKER is playing some coffeehouse. They sell merch. Whatever, they make me sick now. Luckily, we haven’t heard much from Beastie in this episode.

Over at Bernie’s, a punk club, HARLOW is beginning to rock (and I use that term loosely). People at this place are jerks. Rebecca: “You put people in front of a camera, and it’s, like, instant asshole.” All these people start trash-talking HARLOW. Chimene thinks it’s because “they felt threatened by women being on stage.” Um, maybe it’s because you’re band doesn’t sound good. It’s 2001. You think you’re the first all female band ever? Didn’t you ever see Satisfaction with Justine Bateman? Maybe you guys just need a cowbell player. Anyway, when they’re done, their new friend Nikki (the “fifth member of HARLOW”) is really supportive. And by "supportive," I mean that she wants to pork Amanda. They’re dancing really close and touching and kissing. “Hey, Dad, I think she’s gonna pork her!” “Shut up, Russ.”