Have you ever had an experience that felt like a higher power pushing you towards something? Around a year ago, while walking down Rue St. Denis in a truly horrendous snowstorm, I was treated to a wonderful experience, which I now think can only be described as fate. As I walked past the bustling subterranean mecca that is Bar L’Escogriffe, a call came out to me: “Hey you! Do you like The Strokes?” Standing in the dark doorway of L’Esco was a group of 5, bundled to holy hell, beckoning me to come over to them.