Making the nightly pilgrimage to a rock n’ roll show is like testing the faith of a devout follower. The journey is filled with radically shifting weather patterns, miles of concrete terrain, and the flashing lights of the local patrol vehicles. Unfortunately despite knowing that they are around, it does nothing to sooth my anxiety, and rather, it extenuates it. It is at my destination, Urban Lounge, where my guard is relaxed as I am surrounded my other weary but excited travelers. Though we are strangers, our sub-cultural tastes and style of leather and denim easily identify us as like-minded, for it is clear that we are here for the same reason: To be delivered a fast, raw and furious sermon from The Black Lips, The Coathangers and local act Holy Water Buffalo. Hopefully, we’ll save our immortal souls, by damning them to a frenzied filled night of rock n’ roll.

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