Whoo-hoo! The first My Bloody Valentine concert since to here knows when, in FLAC. Click here to nab it all as a half-Gig ZIP file. The recording quality really improves a bit nearer to the end, and what a familiar ending it is. As anybody knows, I’ve been a huge fan of the Valentines since way before you were. Unless you’re that girl I made love to in the train station. For all I know, you could be. It’s entirely feasible. I know you still read this blog, Smooshypants. It’s true, I’ve been spotted at several of MBV’s greatest appearances over the decades, met them a few times, and Kevin Shields himself even guest listed me for some live Primal Scream action a few years back. That’s  how uncool I am. Seriously, though—in addition to being the most innovative rock guitarist in living memory, he’s also probably the friendliest guy I know. Namedropping poseurs. Bedwetting pantywaists. Also, make sure to check them out in NYC and Chicago. You never know who might be in attendance. Oh, hey, and grab this song, too, if you don’t already have it. Phonies. Enjoy. I’m going to snort a small mountain of pure MDMA.