It's summer and our brains are fried, fried like bacon and eggs.

So here is the linkage to pictures from Connollys.

We would say "Let's go to the video tape" but the video tape didn't work...but I think this online convo about sums it up.

Mark Purnell: Makar played after a heavy metal, screamo, thrash band...just WOW! I had post traumatic stress disorder by the time Andrea and I hit the stage, but our indie folk punk crushed their skulls all the same.

Andrew Conroe: Sounds like it was a great gig!

Andrea DeAngelis: Unfortunately, we do not have a video of this one. The camera went on standby (ugh)

Mark Purnell: God we should have had someone shoot the last song of the Screamo band and then segued into the Country Song. That would have been awesome. Oh well. Next time I'll get it.

Mark Purnell: It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n roll my friends. The entertainment business isn't just about magic fairy dust being sprinkled over our dreams. It's hard work and sometimes you can get PTSD just from watching a thrash, screamo, heavy metal, scream core band and dealing with the world's worst sound guy who couldn't mic a keyboard to save his own life nor find the pot 'O gold in the bottom of a lucky charms box...it's not unlike fighting in Iraq. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely play the ivory and my spine was curved from the sonic pressure and the deadly effects of the bends...in short I felt violated.

This here picture below is not of MAKAR (duh!)

But of this other band...which our friend Tricia said: I don't know this guy but his hat is sucking the life out if me.