Last night found us interloping around the nosebleed seats at Madison Square Garden hoping to score an unadulterated view of the Bjork/Klaxons/Santogold explosion. We know that the beers we drank beforehand were pretty big (22 ouncers) but by 8:20PM there was no sign of Santo on stage (just a couple of techies performing an elaborate soundcheck) which basically meant that we “had” to keep drinking in the refreshment area “in protest.” Around 9PM, the Klaxons took to the stage dressed (partially) as monks; we didn’t listen too carefully because we were still angry about the fact that at no point during their show did they turn into Santogold. By 10PM, the festivities were fully underway—we had been kicked out of approximately five different sets of seats by then and were crouching in the stairwell nearest the middle section of seats so the security dudes couldn’t see us—and Bjork ran out in a silver lamé butterfly dress (it had wings) and a green sparkly head band a la Bruce Springsteen, plus she was barefoot with silver leggings. Is it weird that two people on this planet call her “Mom”? Also on stage was a 30-piece brass and percussion section sporting three foot mohawks. Beej kicked things off with “Earth Intruders” and with all those costumes and head accoutréments and iridescent wings on stage, it really did look like martians had taken over Earth and perhaps this was not such a bad thing. We got kicked out of the stairwell after the third song and then our view was totally compromised, so here is one of the only photos that give you a sense of anything.