Street Eaters
The Stud
January 8th, 2009
Review by Brian Moss
Better Than: Staying at home to sulk.
After a week involving a grueling breakup and a bombardment of telephone calls from debt collectors there's definitely something to be said about the cheerful nature of a punk show held at a bar commonly associated with dance and drag nights. Blessed be our fine city for embracing such an amalgamation of culture and blessed be yours truly for perpetuating stereotypes by telling my frien
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