My Friday night began, as I recall, with me grumbling something about all-ages shows, how they’re great when you’re a kid and somehow not so appealing after you turn 21. (I’m 29, so I’ve had eight years to ponder this, by the way.) It ended with me coming home and raving about how much fun I had, how refreshing this show was, and so on and so forth. To what shall we chalk up this change of heart?
Well, Branx, for one, is a venue that I could certainly stand to spend a lot more time in....
melophobe — My Friday night began, as I recall, with me grumbling something about all-ages shows, how they’re great when you’re a kid and somehow not so appealing after you turn ... more info