HARLOW takes the stage. Amanda says, "This is my cunt." They bust into the song "Michael Hunt." Her voice sounds great. Amanda has a double necked guitar, and she's wearing leather pants! No goth gown! Hey! Good for her to change it up! A guy in the crowd says he liked them, but "there's only so much you can do with two power chords." Damn! I wasn't counting. I still love HARLOW for being cool rocking chicks. Amanda signs stomachs and breasts of various people. People buy up the dolls Chimene made. Yay.

SOULCRACKER is up. Matthew Sweet introduces them as his favorites. They bust into the new one, "The Greatest Generation," and the crowd bobs along. A few people admit to being won over, though it's hard to see past the image they have on the show. One girl says she loves the CRACK, not the FLICK. Hey, they do have a fan! One lonely, only fan. Aw, isn't she cute.

The crowd pumps their fists and "woo"s for FLICKERSTICK. One guy is wearing his baseball hat backwards. Uh-oh. Corey and Brandin erotically dab their tongues with honey. Yeow. Erik Palladino introduces them. Brandin seems overjoyed at the response they get. Then, armed with sharpies, they go out to face the drunken babbling fans. One guy says he felt like the guy who was watching the first Rolling Stones concert, but he was watching Brandin. Brandin is like, where's the bouncer. All the bands say what a great opportunity it was and how much they loved it. Amanda makes a joke about one of the members of the band dying to help them sell more records, and how she thinks it should be Rayshele. Oh, that'll help Rayshele's outsider complex. Bob says he'll always be competitive with FLICK and want to sell more merch that them, "for no good reason." Bob? Radio Shack is a calling. Fill out your application now.

FLICK plays a showcase at the Whiskey a Go Go. Dom says that when they play for record executives, they play their "pop songs, not their art songs." Hee. One guy says that when they do make their record, it'll be a "piece of art." Not a piece of pop?

FLICK heads off to the G___ C____ to pick out their $100k worth of gear. Oh, man. Drool drool. Kid, meet candy store. Dom gets a custom DW drum set. He plans to use it for the studio and home. Not road drums! Corey picks out a 1962 Jaguar. Rex drools over some orange-velvet lined guitar cases. "Can I sleep in them?" Maybe someday you will, El Dangeroso.