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January 26, 2003

oh yeah!

Guyana Punch Line are fucking cool. I feel energized and invigorated. At least, I did for the fifteen minutes that they played (including the 3-second encore). Looks like they’ll be in Denton on the 6th, and I’m damn tempted to skip work and see them again. Maybe they’ll have some new Texas jokes by then. Don’t google for the Guyana Punch Line web site, though, because you’ll find it, and then that’ll be it for my credibility. Not that I expect you to understand; you people probably listen to nothing but show tunes. Fair enough, but don’t expect to see anything by Andrew Lloyd Webber for five bucks at a coffee shop.

Having said that, here are two cautionary observations about hardcore shows:

  1. Crusties smell bad.
  2. Crusties’ farts smell even worse.
posted at 7:51 PM | art/music