I skipped all the lame bands,opting instead to repine to my friendly neighborhood Barnes and Nobles for a quick break in the evenings hardcore ( the thou set from earlier in the night was quite excellent). Who should i bump into in the Andrew Monteverde "homeless people poop in these chairs" section, but the most hardcore 38 year old in the world, Mr. Karl Buechnar. While i had settled down with a selection from the sports section ( chuck liddell's new auto biography, which i am ashamed to admit being seen with), the tolkien-esque frontman for earth crisis was sporting a book about recent uprisings in Chechnya. So i was outmatched right from the start.
We talked about my black eye, and earth crisis, and then i left him alone so he could improve himself and went to the actual location of the show which was none other than the high ground, the armpit of fat city and the official home of all tattooed teenagers ever. Some skinhead in an agnostic front shirt took me to task for my Templars shirt, telling me that as a live band, they were boring. Whatever, sir. Whatever. I mean, it seems like if you're a skinhead you have to like agnostic front no matter what, just because a bunch of other idiot skinheads liked them for two seconds in the eighties. I can't think of a less relevant band than agnostic front at this point.
Then, we heard the earth crisis intro music starting up. Highlights: Karl dedicating a song to Bryan, even though he looked "ivy league." During Forced march, i hardcore danced even though i promised myself i wouldn't, because i'm twenty eight. I looked over, and the evasion kid was beating on the PA, even during the song from slither- awesome.
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