MARK THOMAS DEMING: TONIGHT AT HELL'S KITCHEN >>>
Agent Orange is old, and so are you. Yeah you. You listened to them on a boombox, right? A real boombox, about the size of a microwave. A boombox in the parking lot of the bank where you went to skate on real skateboards, boards with trucks no wider than your fist. That boombox was toast long before you left for college, that skateboard obsolete, but not the old-school, so-cal surf-punk of Agent Orange. No way. Now, you’ve probably got kids, maybe even grown kids, but you still like to sneak a smoke or a toke out in the garage, don’t you? And you shred to Agent Orange on the way to get baskets at Ikea, don’t you? And you’ll be at Hell’s Kitchen on Saturday night, terrorizing the pit with those 30 or so “bonus pounds†you’ve picked up along the way, won’t you? Won’t you? Damn right!
[Hell’s Kitchen, with Dreadful Children, the Assasinators, YIA, Psycho 78, 9 p.m., $10-$12, 3829 Sixth Ave., Tacoma, 253.759.6003]
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