last night i played a show with This Bike Is A Pipe Bomb, Sweet Disasters, Frozen Teens and The Guys.  as i was standing at the ATM downstairs withdrawing money so i could punish my liver just a little bit more, some guy came downstairs and struck the door to Dempseys as hard as he could to open it, while answering his phone, and screamed “GOD I HATE PUNK MUSIC!  Where you at?”

it was pretty funny.  i gave the obligatory “what’s with that guy” look to the bouncer and he reciprocated and shrugged.  encounters like this are my favorite.  there are very few things that make me as happy as watching someone else get really, really mad for no reason.