If you got shut out of tickets for tonight's Arcade Fire show, the next best thing might be to go to the Museum of Contemporary Art in La Jolla for a screening of the Talking Heads concert movie, "Stop Making Sense" (an especially fitting choice considering how many times Arcade Fire gets compared to the Talking Heads).
If you don't count "This Is Spinal Tap," then "Stop Making Sense" is the best music movie of all time. You always hear about bands being better live. The Talking Heads practically created new songs on stage. David Byrne's seemingly boneless body movements turn the whole thing into pop art.
If you go, when Byrne starts running around the stage at the end of "Life During Wartime," get up and do a lap in the theater down, up and back around the aisle. Get everyone to do it.
Museum of Contemporary Art link
You could also go to the Mute Math show at the House of Blues and make fun of indie-pop opener Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin. Please, don't name your band/album/song after a real living person. You'll get pestered for weeks after that person dies. If you're thinking about starting a band called Chin Up Ariel Sharon, just don't.