I apologize for messing up -- I forgot the Nuts and Bolts show this week was on Wednesday and not Thursday. They tried to emphasize it on the last show, but without sending out an e-mail, all us old folks tend to forget. Then again, maybe it was last month they were on a Wednesday. Well anyway, call ahead this time just to make sure.

For this week's multimedia vaganza, here's a picture of Jen Santoro who was one of the tamer acts at last week's Garage Pop #13 at The Bug Jar (219 Monroe Ave.) By that I mean she played and sang and people watched. This differs from when, say, The Quitters played and people threw (well, tossed) bottles onto the stage (well, at Rob Filardo) and there were a couple giant guys who were trying to mosh with limited success. Oh yeah, and that guy making the movie about garage bands accidentally hit me in the head with the glare guard on the camera, so I punched him and took his expensive camera. It's all true, except for the glare guard part. And the punching. And the taking.

...and in the news, from the Reuters feed on Yahoo! from Monday April 23 (8:07 AM ET)

Drunken Partygoer Mistaken for Sleeping Bear

AMSTERDAM, Netherlands (Reuters) - Dutch police were taken aback on Sunday when they found what looked like a slumbering bear on a roadside verge in the south of the country, the news agency ANP reported.

Closer inspection revealed that the sleeper was a drunken human in a bear suit, who said he had drunk 15 liters of beer at a party in Engelen and decided to walk home afterwards.

The 22-year-old party bear had barely left the village when he sank into an alcoholic stupor by the roadside.

• Driven - You might think this is just Days of Thunder all over again, but no--this is with Indy cars and with Sylvester Stallone. Duh.
• The Dish - This seems to be a pretty good bet ... a group of Australians who were supposed to keep track of Apollo 11 forget to do so and comedy ensues. It's finally going to wide release.
• The Forsaken - ... and he just kept driving. A mile down the road, another hitchhiker. As the light from the headlamps float past the dark figure, he realizes this is the same guy. With only the sound of spring peepers and the thumping of rubber on concrete, all he can see is the hitchhiker etched into his retinas. Every detail of his pale face. Staring blankly ahead. And that thumb. Weathered by the dusty night air for ... oops ... sorry about that. I was just going to get to the vampire part and the blood disease and so on, but alas we're out of time.
• One Night at McCool's - Jewel is a folk singer/songwriter who drifts from town to town, wreaking havoc on the lives of the men she touches. (Figuratively touches.)
• Town and Country - Porter Stoddard, a New York architect stands at a crossroads in his life. The chirp of the peepers yields to the distant moan of an engine and a whisper of air across chrome. As the headlights approach, he realizes this is the same exact car that passed him a dozen times before. He waits again for the icy glare of the driver. Petrified on the side of the road, his face holds only the ghastly color of his fear. He waits. He burns to know who the stranger is. The numb pain of rejection punches him--the doppler crecendo follows through like a combo as the noise quickly fades. ... Oh, sorry, this one is supposed to be a comedy. ... the red tail lights trail off like a taunting baboon ass, mocking him.

• Alone: Life Wastes Andy Hardy
• Le Vampire
• The House is Black
• Anathema
• The Five Bad Elements
• Another Worldly
• Nest of Tens
• Outer Space