Squee.

Squee. That's the sound my friend Terri makes when she finds out musicians she's stalked for years are coming to town - in this case, Greg Dulli, former singer for Afghan Whigs and currently fronting a new band (well, since 2000) called Twilight Singers. It's sort of like a squeal, but it gets cut-off midway due to extreme excitement, hyperventilating, and the general shutting down of major organs.

The show was, in a word, awesome. I'd remarked before Twilight Singers took the stage that if Toronto were to make an exception in their smoking by-laws for anyone, it should be the vice-loving Dulli. And sure enough, after about three songs, he lit up. I missed what followed, but I think someone told him about the ban - to which he remarked "2000 bucks for smoking. You guys are gonna bail me out, right?" Right.

Anyways, the show went on until something like quarter to two in the morning. One girl with cross tattooes on her elbows bought Dulli a rose and a shot of mystery booze (tequila?), so he told her for the next song she was his girlfriend. Then he brought her up on stage and they slowdanced. They played a handful of Afghan Whig tracks, and a surprising amount off earlier Twilight Singers albums, given they were touring for a new record.

Here's Twilight Singers' Myspace page. Check out "Forty Dollars," especially if you like seeing Beatles lyrics appear in songs about hookers.