Poor Pete Yorn. He deserves a fate better than the hand he was dealt last Thursday night at Push, a hip downtown St. Pete nightclub. The New Jersey native has built quite a name for himself since the release of his excellent 2001 debut album, "Musicforthemorningafter". He's slowly but steadily racked up a solid fan base thanks to his consistent string of impressive albums, appearances on a slew of film soundtracks and constant touring. Add to his notoriety his latest effort, a critically-acclaimed album of duets with actress/singer Scarlett Johansson entitled "Break Up". And for all his glowing achievements, all Pete Yorn got from the trendy St. Petersburg crowd was noise. A lot of it. And I don't mean the between-song noise associated with appreciation and adoration for each number performed. I mean that of the devil-may-care, incessant conversation type of noise. And damn, was it annoying.

I was born on a Sunday Morning.I soon received The Gift of loving music.Through music, I Found A Reason for living.It was when I discovered rock and roll that I Was Beginning To See The Light.Because through...