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We wanted to pay attention to Mon Khmer, we really did -- the minimalist brooding space-rock we peeped on their MySpace was interesting enough to get us out our door and into The End's at a reasonable hour, but we hadn't counted on the drunken disturbance that awaited. Midway through the band's first song, a fellow who was clearly blitzed out of his mind lumbered onto the floor and held our attention hostage. The crowd backed up a good 10 feet to give him and his one-man slow-motion mosh-pit dance moves some space. He occasionally lurched into the audience to pull someone into a clumsy waltz before slumping onto the edge of the stage to catch a second wind. By the time Mon Khmer was closing their set with a surprisingly spot-on cover of "Do It Again" by Steely Dan, three bystanders were carrying the dude out the door and we realized we had basically missed Mon Khmer's whole show. Sorry, dudes.
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