Yeah, that was a strange venue, but they had a nice microbrew/import selection at the bar.
I think I saw Holk. I walked by this guy, and he looked familiar, and he looked at me like he recognized me. I didn't want to start up an awkward conversation, though, so I didn't say anything. It might not have been him at all, but if it was, not talking to him was still pretty awkward (to me), lol.
RoK was awesome. The piano was way too high and the guitarist/alt percussionist was way too low, but they played great and were really nice. And funny. I wanted to get a poster and some autographs, but didn't. I felt bad, because even though I like the band, I don't know any of their names.
So I felt like asking for them to sign stuff for me was kind of insulting.
I got a shirt, though, and the bass player was running the merch table, and he was super nice.
The Broken Arms was pretty great, too.
The other two bands, though... Talented players, but horrible song-writers. Except the one kid who forgot to tune his guitar, and ended up having to sit out half of the setlist because he didn't know how to tune on the spot. He just stood there with his volume pedal obviously turned all the way down, strumming nonsense chords and looking really sad.