| Isn't it highlarious??
There's this industrial club in Chicago called Neo, that sometimes plays really good music. I go one night, and to my fucking luck, it's the 25th anniversary of the club. NO ONE, 'cept me and my friend, was under 45.
It was uncomfortable, but damnit if it wasn't the funniest thing ever. People trying to squeeze into their old leather pants, the tragic music, the HAIR, or lack thereof, i guess. |