My pal Larry (pictured shilling and chilling inside a Honda Fit circa. 2006, right) helps with bike valet parking at Prospect Park for their summer concerts and had the following report about Wednesday’s MGMT show.

Larry: it was certainly not the type of turn out that david byrne had

me: i would think not

Larry: but there were many hipsters, many shirtless, many with bandanas.

me: many who had drugs in their pockets

Larry: i’m sure, or in their system, or under their bed in an ironic lunch box

me: on a scale of 1 to 10, what was your contempt level?

Larry: 10 being highest

me: yes

Larry: i stayed close to 4 most of the time, had moments of 7.  this interaction happened: i don’t really know how to describe it well online.  a dude with no shirt, whose shirt is tied around his neck, holding a tin cup that hobos have or something, came to get his bike.  he noted the beer i was drinking and asked for some in his hobo cup. i poured the rest of the beer in his cup.  he was overcome with joy that i would give him the rest of my beer.

me: “hobo cup”

Larry: haha   yes   i would describe the MGMT aesthetic as urban hobo hippy

me: once a dude is asking for beer out of your cup, he needs it more than you do

Get the photos and comments like “I like how the singer ditched his hippie garb for a cooler vibe, but the fans are still dressing like idiots! He must be laughing on the inside” and “MEHGMT” here at BrooklynVegan.