August 5th 2002 |
| So the other day I went to the Loft. There were five pretty good bands. Good moshing music. But the usual suspects just weren't there. All the good moshing kids were like taking a vacation or something. No biguel, no Ash, none of the other kids whose names I don't know but faces I recognize. It made the whole experience lacking. The music doesn't matter as much as the crowd response in cases such as these. Sometimes it's who you are with, not what you are doing, that makes or breaks the evening. |
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