Last night, The Spin didn't really have any shows to go to, so we went to 3 Crow Bar instead. At first there weren't a ton of people there, as evidenced by the fact that The Spin got a parking spot right in front of the bar, what we like to call a "Charlie's Angels spot." Ever notice how on that TV show that no matter where they went (like it could be the most crowded effing racetrack or something), there was always a sweet spot right out front? Anyway, later, there were more people. It was two-for-ones. We saw Ethan from Movement Nashville and "local music advocate" Dean Shortland, who apparently actually does exist and was not a figment of that Nylon writer's imagination as we suspected. He is Australian. Some people were drunk, and other people seemed to drink like normal. There was probably music on the jukebox, but we couldn't hear it outside on the patio. Nearby The Spin overheard someone singing "Paradise City" to a friend. Unfortunately, they weren't really bringing it—it was pitchy and nasally, and it just didn't even come close to transcending the original. And, the singer just didn't own her performance. In fact, it felt like the whole thing was a joke, which would have been fine if only it was intentional. Soon, people from Murfreesboro showed up and talked about Murfreesboro being the sort of place you get the hell out of as soon as you graduate. After three beers, we went home and watched Paranormal State on A&E. It's that show about those college kids who investigate extreme ghost stories, but they're never actually scary and no one ever proves shit.