Caught the Comas, as previously pledged, at Lee’s last night. It wasn’t earth-shattering, but they were good enough to remind me of how arbitrary the music business is. Any number of bands of similar talents are getting magazine covers and O.C. play; these guys are playing for free to a half-empty room.

While we’re on the subject, it was a typo, not general stupidity, that led my attempted reference to Death Cab for Cutie in yesterday’s Post plug to read “Death Can for Cutie” instead. Just thought I should highlight the proximity of “b” to “n” on the keyboard, lest whatever semblance of music credibility I have go out the window.

I have to confess that I bailed on last Sunday’s show at the Kool Haus before Keane ever made it to the stage. And truth be told, the Zutons didn’t do all that much for me…though objectively, I guess they were quite good. But the Redwalls, who opened the show, were pretty fun. Derivative would be an understatement (they sound as Beatlish as an band from Chicago is capable of), but they have a good stage presence and a fun schtick. And apparently the Strokes like them - though it remains to be seen if that carries the same currency as, say, Jack White.

La De Da, out next Tuesday, is a significant step forward for Joel Plaskett. Funny thing, though: One of the tracks that most jumped out at me, Non-Believer, was the one he was least comfortable talking about in our interview earlier this week. Fair enough…even writing a song about your religiosity (or lack thereof) can’t be easy, let alone analyzing it in loving detail.

I’ve yet to actually sit through a full episode of Craig Ferguson, the guy who (mercifully) replaced Kilborn late-night on CBS. But based on the couple of times I’ve caught the tail-end of his show, the dude has some decent musical guests. First time it’s Trail of Dead; the next it’s Bright Eyes, complete with a guitar smashing that wasn’t as embarrassing as it could have been. So if you’re idle around 1:25 a.m., it’s worth flipping over to see what’s on.