went to Fucked Up last night @ the Larimer. Met Vinny, had some pints, got thrown around dancing. I really thought people in this town would have been more charged(gbh-lol) about this show, but in typical Denver fashion, the crowd stood there while being poured upon and screamed at. I however was not as complacent, nor was my man Reed(who went to the 3pm free show @ wax trax and hosted an afternoon party for the band @ his place). The only thing more beat up than my left ear(thanks bass drum and treble sound guy, fucking git) is my knees. Haven't been that thrown around or abused @ a show since agnostic 5 years ago. Reed ran some great silk screens for the show, got four charlie manson posters out of it. Went to streets after, got beat by Vinnie in pool, and for some reason that Frankenstein asshole closed down @ 1:15. The place gets worse and worse. At least the juke doesn't suck pope dick. On the by, getting paid to recover today, and about to finish the white bike. Gotta get that cog first though.
Advice to all reading, don't use your phone after 2am during the week. Stinger there...
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