Last night’s Bartenders’ Ball, the annual promotional party thrown by the Irish whiskey vendor that is fueled by free booze and typically packed with a who’s who of music and bar industry types (notably absent this year), was a big snooze for the most part (girls dancing in cages with the Jameson logo emblazoned across their questionably buoyant boobs? Yawn. People barking their drink orders at the staff AND not tipping? Rude!), but the Eagles of Death Metal absolutely slayed. I’d never had the pleasure of watching them sweat and slice their way through a set of their surgically precise, classic hard rock—and it was far more enjoyable than the open bar and free corn dogs. Kelly O and I were especially intrigued by the band’s bass player, Brian O’Conner, who appears to have the Largest Hands in Rock (though I’m sure former Juno frontman Arlie Carstens could give him a run for the money.