Now, I don't know what amazes me more: that England can call itself a society if its citizens make their untalented musicians work for a living, or that Sharon's band wants Sharon to show up on time for rehearsals. Sharon is three hours late for a rehearsal when she calls to tell them that she lost her way to the new rehearsal space. In a confessional, Sharon admits to having a "punctuality problem," but only cops to being an hour and a half late for the rehearsal in question. Finally, she arrives and Nico -- some male band member with floppy hair and a periwinkle-blue lambswool turtleneck -- tells her that he's going to "walk out" if she's that late again. In a confessional, Sharon refers to this as "drastic." They rehearse. They have yet another Oprah-esque song in their repertoire: "Hold on to what you're dreaming/ be what you have to be/ stay where your heart is happy/ make sure your devil is dead."

Lars and some guy check out another venue. This one holds eight hundred people, which is the perfect size for Lars. The guy who owns the club wants an up-front fee of £1,500. Apparently, Lars is getting a deal. The guy wanted to charge more, but he heard that Lars was bringing "American DJs" and thought he'd make more at the bar. In a confessional, Lars "confesses" that he's been speaking to some American DJs, but that "nothing is confirmed yet." Apparently these DJs' management people want to see Lars's "concept" for the party before they give their DJs to Lars.