Last night, at the Greek Theatre, I felt infused with unburdened, unqualified joy for the first time in a long time. I was outside, under the stars, surrounded by thousands of other rapturous people, feeling the pounding drums of the French band Phoenix rattling my organs. And this was all I had to do at that moment. I had heard some Phoenix songs before, but I was surprised by how they grabbed you live. There is a lot of space to fill at the Greek and Phoenix TOOK OVER. (I credit the drummer; when they went through a wanky, psychedelic section without drums, I got a little bored.) Initially, we bought tickets because we wanted to see the opener, my current favorite band Metric. They put on a decent show, but my favorite part of their set was when they said they believe in the “friendly fuck you” and dedicated their song “Gimme Sympathy” to all those people who don’t want to have a boss. That’s pretty much all of L.A.