You can take the band out of the garage but you can't take the garage out of the band.

Last night at The Door, Invasion of Privacy -- a young, New Wave quartet -- indulged in it's share of feedback, mix-ups and extraneous solos, yet somehow none of that seemed to matter. The nervous energy the band displayed triumphed in the end.

The group's real strength is it's lead singer and songwriter, a young woman who simply goes by the name Sonia. Though she looks like a small-scale version of Chrissy Hynde, her songs are distinctly her own and she uses her voice effectively in both a sharply staccato style and a more sultry, lyrical fashion.

Jeff Stallings' robotic twists on the synthesizer, Tom O'Neill's incessant rhythms and bass guitarist Todd Compston's rather faithful renditions of songs originally done by Eddie Cochran, Manfred Mann, and the Ramones filled in when Sonia wasn't holding down the spotlight.

Earlier, comedian Bill Thomas proved that comedy is indeed not pretty. Badly miscast on a New Wave bill, Thomas managed to prod a few nervous giggles from the crowd with his embarrassing questions ("Does anyone here have a rash or a cut which won't heal?") after most of his monologue sank without a trace.