What the fuck? I drove 100 miles tonight to go see Peter Bjorn and John, a band that I not only featured as the lead track on my first "Reader's companion" compilation, but also someone I have been a fan of for close to five years now, only to be turned away because my name was not on the list as promised. I didn't have to be on the guestlist, I would've gladly paid for my own ticket if necessary. In fact, I would've still paid my own way after being denied, except the show was sold out. That's why I checked in again on Friday to make sure everything was taken care of. I don't know if I'm more disappointed or angry or what.