Caught these guys at Knitting Factory last night; they're friends of a friend, and I think my ears are still ringing. It's been forever since I was at a really rockin' show; I guess it's kinda funny how you take an awesome live performance, add a pile of crazy people jumping and screaming all over the place and it instantly becomes a bajillion times funner. Only crappy thing was that I couldn't check my jacket, so now the pocket's ripped along the seam. Nothing that can't be fixed with a sewing kit, though.
Anyways, The Briefs are, as the title suggests, on the punk-y side, and I recommend them to anyone - except Dolly, as she apparently hates everything I like, something that totally isn't reciprocated. Meanie.
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