Enjoy poignant, cuddle-rock sung by a sensitive dude who sounds like the Bee Gees on novocaine? Wish you could combine the tenderness of spending a week in a sleeping bag with a tear-stained diary and the feeling you and your pals get when you're six Jäger shots deep and ready to rawk the karaoke bar? Thankfully, there's Bon Joviver.
Did your tattoo of a dolphin riding a Harley over a sunset on your lower back just get a little more introspective? You can thank New York City's own Miracles of Modern Science for the gag at their show at Mercury Lounge on February 3.
Until then, we anxiously await "Wanted: Dead or Alive (Or Emotionally Available)"
