Peter Head and the Pitchfork Militia - Live @ The Flying Saucer Cafe, 1/27/01. The cafe was approaching the half-way point in its year-long stint uptown, and the PFM were going to be regulars. A nice crowd filled the room, this bust blond chick was shaking her stuff in front of the stage, and the band was in its groove. “Where’d you sleep last night,” sang Pete. “... There wasn’t one damned wrinkle in your little party dress.” Like so many that fall, the Cafe was a great venue. There’s a fair shot it will reopen at a new locale, hopefully there’ll be a stage big enough for bands like this one. They draw an interesting crowd and ask the interesting questions. - Ment