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Les Savy Fav frontman Tim Harrington, crowd-surfing on a pedestal, lips on a flask, same as it ever was.

Better than: Monotonix's indefinite hiatus.

Les Savy Fav have not evolved, you will be happy to learn. They are still the same four laser-focused musicians and one giant hairy bald art-punk jester who tongue-kisses strangers and strips down to his underpants. And so a night committed to letting these guys--most noticeably prop comic/expert crowd conductor Tim Harrington--be your primary source of entertainment is always a good decision. At the very best, Les Savy Fav live are the most fun you've had standing upright all month; at the very least, Les Savy Fav are a damn fine primer to Odd Future's Jimmy Fallon debut, even if this strain of performance-art punk comes from "the old people in the back," the side of the bell curve Hodgy Beats finds so reprehensible. Both Tyler and Tim wear kneesocks, so.

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Right, mea culpa: that Xtina song that leaked earlier today, supposedly co-written by downtown New York femme punks Le Tigre? Not actually co-written by Le Tigre! This according to someone who has seen the liner notes to Christina's new record. Nor does the song feature Canadian electro-pornstress Peaches, as has also been bandied about today; instead, both guest on "My Girls," which you'll know when you hear it, because Peaches raps on it, and Christina shouts out all three members of Le Tigre, by name. This is something else--a vaguely Bikini Kill-sounding something else, but something else nonetheless. Apologies for adding to the internet disinformation vortex!

The interior of the hardest door in New York. All photos by Jeff Neumann.

Today, the New York Post finally fully blows the lid off the long percolating Mike's Apartment story--touted in secrecy by Gawker, its location outed shortly afterwards, and the subject of many rumors since. Now: Meet Mike Herman, 32 years old, from Rumson, New Jersey. "He favors ripped jeans and a T instead of the leather, metal and fur worn by many night-life bigwigs. If you were a young single lady, he is the kind of guy you would bring home to meet the parents," writes the Post, but then again, we already sort of knew that. How? "What Mike didn't expect," reported Grub Street in a similar feature earlier this week, referring to the original Gawker post, "was for a commenter to discover a GPS watermark in Gawker's photo of his pickle cabinet -- which led to the Village Voice blogging the location of the apartment." And what happened then? "There were people asking if they can get in," Mike told Grub Street, "people asking people that know me if they could be brought; people buzzing my buzzer; people poking around about me in the restaurant downstairs." Our fault. So we reached out, and were invited to come around on Tuesday to make amends.

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Well, yeah, the only thing more predictable than this apology was him saying some variant of it in the first place. Long day on the internet for all kinds of people.

Less Artists More Condos promoter Ariel Panero brings word: tonight's Ava Luna show with Suckers and Marnie Stern, heralded here just hours ago as the epic return of Damon Dash's Under 100 wonderland, has been shut down. Like we say around here, mea culpa.

[Update: Silent Barn picked this one up. See below.]

Surfer Blood got some swagger! When last we saw these kids in town, we had them figured for CMJ-style human sacrifice; the next day they played the second or third set of an appalling 12-show run and called the Voice out for doubting them. Then they were dazed kids; now they hold things down over New Year's in NYC and get welcomed with open arms by resident guitar queen Marnie Stern. Plus their show at the Bowery Ballroom with the Drums next week is already sold out. And their ace Astro Coast isn't even out till January 19th. So here is where we apologize for predicting that they'd break up back in October. It was more love and concern than casting aspersions but when you're wrong you're wrong. [BV]

Now Max B will never be able to break out prison and play Big Buck Hunter with Bradford Cox. Photo by Rebecca Smeyne.

Well, it's not that complicated, really. A phone call from Under 100 promoter Ariel Panero broke the news yesterday: two letters from the community board, a soon-to-be irate landlord, and a beyond irate Damon Dash, whose reaction upon reading our article about his venue yesterday was apparently to shut the whole place down. Other people we talk to say the place will be back, quietly, after a month or two time-out. Our guess is the truth of that prediction is very much in the air right now. Real sorry about this.