True story: Several years ago, I lived in a tiny shithole studio apartment on Brighton Avenue in Allston Rock City, sort-of above where old Herrel's Cafe used to be, and Heavyset Joe of LARKIN BRIGADE lived down the hall. Over the course of two years, the only interaction we ever had was him complimenting my Merc Harrington jacket, but I always appreciated him and his punk and skinhead friends not beating the shit out of my indie rock hipster crew (who probably deserved an ass-whuppin' or two).
You know, it's the little things in life, so before I hop on a plane to Austin for SXSW, I wanted to plug Larkin Brigade's Evacuation Day party at Church this Friday (Fri-ee-day, Fri-ee-day). Look for Barry Thompson's recap of the bash in next week's Phoenix. And, uh, cheers, Joe.